Alpha Darmian’s pov
I looked at the stubborn woman who has now become mine. As I walked out of the chamber, I met with Odette.
“Hey, supposed Alpha,” I called out, and she bowed immediately.
“Alpha.” She bowed immediately.
“How have you been?” I asked, with a sneer laced in my voice.
“I have been good, Alpha.” She said, daring not to spare me an eyeball.
“That’s good, even though I know you're lying. How are you coping without Jordan?” I asked, “I—-” She stuttered.
With a quick stare from her head to toe, I knew she was going through hell.
“Go clean my room,” I ordered, walking past her.
I had just summoned people from the pack. “As you all know, I will need elders. The pack can’t be without councils.”
I said, sitting at the end of the long table in the council chamber. I took
