Third Person
Alpha Barrett was pacing his office when Beta Cory entered.
“Do I even want to know what happened?” He sighed as he closed the door.
“She is impossible,” the alpha growled. “Coming in here, making demands,” he muttered. “I’m the alpha.”
Beta Cory almost laughed out loud as he listened to his alpha. But he cleared his throat.
“Why don’t you tell her the truth?”
The alpha attention snapped to his beta.
“And risk everything?” he snapped.
Beta Cory resisted the urge to roll his eyes as he approached the desk. “Do you trust her?” He asked, taking a seat.
“Trust has nothing to do with it,” Alpha Barrett brushed it off and continued pacing.
The beta sighed. “It has everything to do with this. You need access to the Royal Pack; that’s the only reason why you are entertain
