Rogue Attack

"Alpha," she greeted, stepping into his office.

Her gaze fell on Rose. She had her shoulders hunched, and her legs were pressed together. Within her hand was a mug of hot chocolate, having the steam rise.

She slowly raised her head to look at Ashlyn. When their eyes met, she presented Ashlyn with a shy smile. In response, Ashlyn bowed her head slightly.

"From today, I need you to guard Rose," he ordered.

"It's an honor. But, Alpha, wouldn't it be better to choose someone else? I am usually away or busy. I might not be able to pay attention to her," she brought up.

"Rose feels comfortable around you," he said, "and requested this herself."

Ashlyn's eyes darted to Rose. Hints of surprise was present in them. She only met up with the girl few times, and they hardly held a conversation together.

She softly said, "I won't cause any trouble. I will obediently be by your side. Can I, Ashlyn?"

When she stared at Ashlyn with those round hazel eyes, pleadingly, there was no way Ashlyn would be