Chapter seven

Alpha Arthur;

“Do you want to remain an Alpha, or do you just want to be a dick?” Loki utters as he drags the documents on the table closer to himself, helping me sign them one after the next. “I can’t believe there are pressing issues in the pack, and you decide to chase after pussy business,” he mutters.

“I remain an Alpha, Loki, even when my mind is fully occupied with the thought of her. I don’t care what you think about it, I will chase her to the end of the earth. I must have her back,” I push my head backward, resting it on the headrest of my seat in my office.

Loki whiffs, his head shaking in disbelief as he pauses, and gazes at me. “What Alpha acts like you? You ordered innocent policemen to be thrown into the dungeon because they failed to identify Elara, even with your mark on her. How do you expect the pack members to act, when they find out that their Alpha has gone mad over a pussy?” He leans his head to the side, taking a better look at me.

Waving my hand dismissively