EMILY’S POV
Today was the day she would finally know her fate.
Emily clutched her purse, the folded piece of paper with everything she wanted to know stored inside.
She glanced at Roman who had insisted on being here today, before looking down at her hands as they waited for Alpha Castor to finish the call he was making.
Emily glanced around the office, noticing the fresh flowers behind his chair.
She slapped Roman laps gently, stopping the repeated tapping he had been doing with his legs. She had noticed, he did that whenever he was anxious.
“I am sorry for the delay,” Alpha Castor says, as he joins them, taking his seat.
“It’s no problem, Sir,” Roman responded.
“So you have come back, regarding our discussion the last time” he says, staring at them.
“The little girl, was she C
