Alpha Lennox's point of view
"What are you doing?" Osmond asked as I dropped her in my bed, the first question he had asked since I had made him go out on a job that was based on just my intuition.
"I'm saving her," I replied as I placed the back of my palms on her forehead, she was freezing from head to toe, probably hypothermia, I mused.
"That is not your job to do." He said, standing still as a rock, refusing to participate in anything.
"She is going to die." I said to him, watching her shivering vigorously, "Make them increase the heat in the fireplace." I said to him, he stood still, unmoving like he hadn't heard it, "It is not a request, Osmond." I replied, gazing sternly into his eyes, he stared back before he made to walk into the room.
"I don't think that would be necessary
