Abigail's POV:-
"Sorry, for fighting." I say holding my ears while Alpha Leonard is still glaring at me as if I am the reason why his daughter is angry.
"Daddy, say sworry." Sarah demands.
"I am sorry baby." Alpha Leonard replies but Sarah shakes her head.
"Say sworry mommy, no me." My eyes widen when I realize what she wants her father to do.
"Sorry." I roll my eyes at Alpha Leonard's dry reply.
"Mommy, do my hair." Sarah says while sitting in front of me giving me her back.
I smile and take out a wide-toothed comb along with some clips to do her hair. I decide to do a french braid on her curly hair so I part the hair evenly down the middle with the comb and clip the hair I am not working with to keep it separated. Then I section one side of the hair and create 3 equal portions to
