Amara: The Alpha's slave mate
“Tara, if you could please see that the Gamma is settled in for the night.”
“Of course.” She stated letting out a quiet sigh as she mouthed a thank you at me. It wasn’t my job not even remotely, but somehow, I had ended up taking charge of this evening, and Tara was terrified of the visiting Alpha, with good reason, the man was beyond scary, although I wasn’t sure he would allow one of the other girls to attend to him anyway given that we were fated mates. Something neither of us had made move to mention.
I watched as Tara greeted the packs gamma and stepped back to the Alpha, who’s eyes were still along the corridor that Grace and the Beta had disappeared down.