"I admit I don't like her. She is a rogue. She deserves to be on the street. I don't know what spell she cast on you that you want to protect her. Are you feeling sympathy for her because she has a child? No, Alpha!" Brian yelled, preventing Triston from sitting on the bed.
"You will soak your bed with your wet clothes. Why don't you go change into dry clothes?" He added, staring at Triston, who was still sneezing.
"I will be back. In the meantime, go check up on Sage for me. Make sure the maids are taking care of her." Triston declared, walking towards the bathroom.
"Why are you sending me to go and check up on her? I am not her babysitter; I am your beta." Brian whined, folding his hand. Triston halted at the door and jerked his head back to look at him.
"Go and see how she is doin
