One Hundred Sixty - One: Controlling the Pups

One-Hundred Sixty-One: Controlling the Pups

Dustin

I am leaning back in the chair at work. The last two days have been an eye-opener. I am sure my mind shut down when Satyira and Draydon walked in and set down three little wolf pups. Luckily I was not the only one that was rendered mute. The room went dead silent. I couldn’t take my eyes off the three pups. I couldn’t look away from the three of them.

“You ok Alpha?” Mykayla whispers in my ear.

She plops down onto my lap, and I smile. I open my eyes as she gets up and walks to the other side of my desk. A frown spreads across my face. Why'd she get up?

“Why’d you get up?” I ask.

She looks at me with a raised eyebrow. I see a smirk on her face. I am not sure if that smirk is a good thing or not. I am not sure if I should be worried or not. She puts a file down on my desk, and I look at it.

“Remember you’re going to meet with the architect with the designs of the new packhouse and cottages.” She says.

“That’s ri