Chapter 38 : Arthur's Bedside Manner

Arthur’s POV

"Good,” I said as I looked at the office door. “Let’s get this taken care of, then.”

Opening the door, Alpha Romero sat at his desk, wearing a smiling face as he spoke to me.

I glanced around the Alpha's office at the rest of the attendees. Sitting in front of and beside his desk was Romero's daughter Catherine and his beta. Initially, the talk was casual, pleasant even.

“I’ve been thinking about taking up some cooking classes,” said Catherine to the Beta.

“Oh, really? You’re a fine cook as it is,” the Beta remarked.

“Well, I have more responsibilities ahead of me. I want to make sure I’m making my husband happy.”

“True,” Romero responded. “You’ll pick it up easily. You’re a fast learner with whatever you’ve chosen to do.”

Was Catherine pretending I wasn’t in the room? Obviously, she wanted me to hear just how “good of a wife” she was going to be. I mentally sighed in annoyance.

“Arthur, you appreciate good food, don’t you?” Beta asked.

Before I could