She Tried to Bully a Hidden Heir
The she-wolf handling our trade route is new. And she demands freebies with every single deal.
"I'll take this shipment of Moonstone. Throw in an extra two kilos. Or my Alpha will want answers."
"Freebies aren't in the contract," I said, frowning.
"Are you always this stingy? A little goodwill builds empires, you know."
I couldn't be bothered to argue. I gave her a little extra each time, just to shut her up. But she got greedy. Every deal, she asked for more.
Until today. She finished her inspection, then turned to leave without paying.
I immediately blocked her path. "You haven't paid."
She rolled her eyes. "I've counted. We've made fifty deals. Even supermarkets do 'buy ten, get one free.' Can't you spare me this one? Don't be so petty!"
I almost laughed. Me? Petty? This is a multi-million dollar deal.
I kept my cool. "No means no."
She slammed her hand on the table, her eyes wide. "What did you just say? My brother Jett is the Delta of our pack! You give this to me, or I'll have him tear a pathetic delivery grunt like you to shreds and kick you out of this territory!"
Oh.
She has no idea. I am the heir to the Red Rock Pack. Even their Alpha answers to my father.