23 How Are Things At The Orphanage

~Summer~

"How are things at the orphanage? Are the kids settling in well?" Sebastien asked, finally something I could discuss with him without feeling uneasy. I nodded.

"They love it there; it is fresh air and luxury compared to where we come from. Both you and Alpha Noah have been very kind to us. I doubt we can repay your kindness," I said, and his smile faded as if I was making him uncomfortable.

I just hoped it wasn't something I said.

"So what do you think about the administration and management of the place? Do you have any idea on how we can improve the place?" He asked, and I frowned at him.

"I can't answer that, Alpha. Mary and Joyce run the place; we work under them. They were obvious when they told us we should discuss everything we wanted with them so they could relay it to you or Alpha Noah. We are not to deal with you directly," I said, and there was a tick on his jaw. He was mad. I saw him grind his teeth in annoyance.

Sebastien took a deep breath, his eyes narro