The Brutal Alpha's Mate
I heaved down a sigh, propping my elbow on my desk, my palms cupping my chin.
"She is Alpha Rosalva of the Romania pack." I dropped the bombshell.
"Holy shit!" Mateo screeched, hissing profusely. His face was turned into a state of shock.
"You ain't playing, right?" He asked with his voice filled with worries, pity, and concerns.
"I'm not kidding, and I will need your help since I'll be leaving the pack." Mateo sighed before turning to look at me.
"What is that you need?" He asked in a calm voice.