PHOENIX
“Nothing is going as planned!” I yelled at Mia as I walked into her bedroom. She has been down with cold for the past three days and I have been coming over to check on her and buy some soup for her to help with the cold. “You said creating rumors about it will work in my favor.”
“Stop yelling.” She grumbled, “I am having an intense headache right now from excessive sneezing.”
Does it look to her like I give a f**k about her sneezing or headache? “None of the wolves are agitating for a new Alpha.” I gritted out in case she missed the point, “They are praying to the moon goddess on behalf of the Alpha that he gets better.”
Pulling the duvet away from her body, she sat up. “Praying to a goddess that doesn’t even listen won’t make any difference.” She opined. “I prayed for a full
