Alpha Isaiah
A test.
I shrug. "Not for a few weeks."
Isaiah seems tense, elbow resting on the table, fingers pressed against his temple. I could feel bad for him, that he is the Alpha to a truly screwed up Pack, and is forced to marry this insufferable woman, but I don't. Not when I know everything he perpetuates, and what I'm here for. I bet Kadrick over there is hardly keeping it together.
"And have you heard from your father?" Elise asks, tilting her head in a way that has her long, black hair toppling over her shoulder.
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