“Y.. yes Alpha,” Laura stutters, hand trembling and lips quivering in fear. His hands reached out, his claws started to elongate, his back slouching bit by bit as if Max, his wolf, was preparing to take control. Laura’s silent sobbing and red-rimmed eyes stirred an inner sentiment halting him from moving forward. He took a few deep breaths trying to regain composure, “Get out of the Alpha floor, NOW! From now on, you are not allowed to come here. I will talk to your brother about the change of accommodation. You are to move out of the packhouse.” “But…….” “I said LEAVE!” his growl shook the walls of the room.
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