Chapter 11 - Katrina

“What are we going to do with all this stuff? It won’t fit in your car.” Crista frowned, looking at the bags.

“Lidia, have everything delivered to Alpha’s villa. Jia will know what to do with it.” I explained, giving a stern look to Lidia as we left.

“Who’s Jia?” Crista questioned. That’s right. She didn’t meet Jia this morning. Oh well, that introduction can wait.

“Jia is the housekeeper. Her room is on the first floor between the kitchen and garage.” I explained, sending a message to Jia to take care of the delivery of clothes. I instructed that everything should be washed and checked for damage or tampering, especially Crista’s clothes. I trust the bitches in this pack as far as I could throw them. No one is going to harm my Papa’s mate on my watch.

“She’s texting her instructions as we walk.” Isadora explained, leading our group to the Town Hall. I give the building credit. It’s an impressive three-story building for many pack activities, not just the offices for the ranked wol