UNO was sitting on the single sitter leathered sofa in the receiving area of the Alpha’s office. Her legs were folder in front of her. The document she was reading was between her lap and knees. She brought files to study the cases of the two patients.
On the other hand, Winona was behind her table. She was also reading the document brought by Tati’s new secretary.
“Uno.”
The doctor did not raise her head from the files she was reading. Instead, she says, “Who am I to you, woman?”
That brought a smile to Winona’s lips. She closed the folder on the top of her table before putting it aside.
The female alpha leaned at the back of her chair. Her eyes went to a beautiful, long-legged woman in her receiving area.
Last week when Uno left the territory, she held a barbeque party in the
