Chapter 6 Apology
- Harley’s P.O.V.
- My mind went blank all of a sudden, leaving me at the mercy of that smirking Alpha alone. I had a hard time guessing what he was trying to implore. The smell of aged whiskey and faint pine in the air was the first thing I noticed after Carlos’s statement, hinting towards the fact that he was already drunk. So, I spoke respectfully.
- “What can I bring for you, Sir?”