41| Save The Pack.

On my way back to my room, people standing around the hallway turn their faces away when I pass. It's almost like they don't want to be noticed by me.

I'm guessing they must've heard the loud discussion between Harry and me. To think they would act somehow uplifted.

When I get to my room, I notice that the door is unlocked. My eyes narrow into suspicious slits as I widen the already opened door and enter the room.

I hear shuffling, and then I notice that it's only Sandra, standing in the middle of the room, dusting her dress. She must've been sitting on the bed before I walked in.

I bet she thought it was some kind of crime to sit on the bed without my permission. There's a look of anticipation on her features.

She probably wants to know how the talk with Harry turned out. I let out a heavy sigh before dropping down on the bed.

"There's no convincing the so-called alpha of yours." I tell her in a defeated tone, and she presses her eyelids together before opening them and looking at me