I'm upset. These alphas talk so much and say nothing. They look like human politicians. However, I managed to convince the Yellow Stone Pack Alpha to go to a meeting with my father next week, and I even signed a contract with three small packs for the supply of cereals, fruits, and vegetables. My dad will be proud, especially since Alpha Jacob of the Yellow Stone Pack always turned down any meetings with my dad.
But now that's enough. They just talk for the sake of talking. I'm almost banging my head on the table from the sleep they're giving me.
I'm longing to go home. I'm curious to see Angel. Dominic texted me to let me know that Angel was gay and that if I dared do anything to hurt Angel, he would kill me. I just want to laugh. Frankly, I've grown up. I'm not the stupid pup I used to
