*Freya*
Ames frowns, takes a deep breath, and then exits the room. A few minutes later, me and Shipton hear his shouts.
“I’m rich! I’m rich! After twenty years o’ service, the old geezer finally croaked an’ left me a thousand pounds!”
“Quick, Shipton, go out to the hallway,” I whisper urgently as I run to the window and peek out. I don’t have a direct view to the street, but if I look down the alleyway, I can see Ames as he passes by on his way to the entrance of the inn.
“It’s a miracle!” he shouts, starting to laugh hysterically. “A miracle! A sign from the Goddess herself! I will never have to wait on another hoity-toity Alpha or Luna for the rest of my days!”
I smile, deciding that I will forget about the hoity-toity comment. If he succeeds in getting the villains away from Angel,
