Roberta POV
‘Robby?’ Wilson came into my office looking a little worried.
‘Yes?’
‘They did not mean it.’ He said, trying to defend them, but I did not need them to tell me that, I already understood.
‘What have you decided about a new receptionist?’ I asked, changing the subject, and Wilson went along with it.
‘We need a new one? Have any suggestions?’ he asked, half-heartedly.
‘Maybe I was thinking of the delta’s mate. She is new to the pack and I think giving her a job like this would give her something to do. What do you think?’ I saw at breakfast this morning how bored she looked.
‘That would be your brother’s mate?’ Wilson asked with a new look of interest. Having family here would be good for both of us.
‘Yeah.’ I looked at him, hoping I did not need to beg. I felt my sister
