012: His Tremendous Charisma

Finlay needed to find that photo album that contained black and white photos from the present to the Sixth Dupree's generation. His hands needed to get to it before anyone could.

Since his arrival, he spent a long time in search of it, claiming he wanted to use the bathroom or something else. Cestus, his half-brother, might have seen it and probably burned it. The medium-sized photo album contained vital information that no one needed to see.

"My lord,"

"Alpha Finlay,"

The cooks appeared flabbergasted when he made his way into the large kitchen that was busy because they were at work.

Finlay replied to them with a firm head nod while they remained stiff like statuses at the temple because he looked too intimidating, like a lion calculating the pace of his prey before striking. Except he was a wolf like everyone else, only different and powerful. That was beside the point, Finlay never visited the kitchen. It was Ophelia's duty.

"Do you need anything, my lord?"

"The food wasn't as nice