Chapter 32

• “Why’re you dallying?” the Alpha’s voice startled Bellatrix, who was about to give in to the temptation of downing one first.
• “S-sorry, sir. I-I’ll bring it over right now,” she hurriedly said, gently shutting the fridge’s door after she had taken a bottle of water. Then, holding it with both hands, like it was a sacred artefact, she made a beeline for her mate’s desk. “Here, sir,” she meekly said upon reaching her destination.
• He tapped the space beside him on the desk, “Place it here, then, fetch me a glass,” he ordered.