Allison's POV
If I had any hesitation about divorcing Lucian, it was because of Alpha Victor. I felt genuinely guilty about disappointing him after all he'd done for me.
"Allison, sweetheart! Come, come sit with me for a while," Victor called, beckoning me over with a warm smile.
In the entire Storm family, I was the only one who could make Victor's normally stern face soften into that grandfatherly expression.
Then Alpha Victor turned to the head maid who had tried to force me into kitchen duty earlier. "If the kitchen is understaffed, hire more help," he said firmly. "That's what payroll is for."
The woman didn't dare argue, and I noticed Vivian's expression sour as she watched from across the room. No one in the Storm household would dare order me around now—not with Vi
