Chapter 74

Mikhail

This was not a good idea.

Getting something out of her is nearly impossible.

Because she is the Alpha, while I? Well, I am her Beta.

And this Alpha is cruel.

"Throw prison!" Scrunching her eyebrows together, Rose glares at the plastic wolf with the missing tail, "Bad Wolf."

"You want me to throw the rogue into the prison?" Raising my eyebrows, I look at her, confirming if that she wants.

"Hmm." She nods her head curtly, "Throw in prison."

"Okay, Alpha." Picking up the plastic wolf, I throw it into the small hole she dug as a prison.

Being Beta is not easy, and suddenly, after playing Beta to my little Alpha, I have a newfound appreciation for my Beta.

I watch Rose as she plays with the little plastic wolves, completely engrossed in her world.

Her tiny hands clutch them as if they are real, and she treats them like her pack. She's only two, but there's already something commanding about her, and it shouldn't be surprising because, after all, she is my daughter.

She again starts