“I can't let them through," said a voice that was entirely unfamiliar to me, even though the silhouette of the woman in front of the room's entrance was familiar to me. "If you turn back right now, I won't tell the King about your nocturnal intrusion."
Alessandro's fists clenched, and for the first time in my life, I heard him growl.
“Does your offer include information about the crates I saw entering through the palace's back entrance?" Alessandro asked, not hiding the anger he felt at that moment.
"I'm afraid I don't know what crates you're referring to, Alpha," the woman responded, whom I recognized immediately.
It was Felicia, my uncle's Beta. Her silhouette, backlit, was even more intimidating than when I first saw her rummaging through my apartment.
"I see where this is going,"
