TRISTAN'S POV.
Groaning in exhaustion, I pushed back the chair and got up, stretching out my limbs.
I've been working for hours, and yet there's even more to go.
You don't run a pack as large and successful as mine without making some necessary sacrifices. I didn't bring White Claw to where it is today by being lazy. It took a lot of hard work and dedication, something most alphas can't relate to.
I tried massaging my aching head gently with my fingers as I settled back into my seat.
A knock sounded on the door, and I immediately caught Greene's scent.
What does he want now? The whole idea of having a beta is to help get the workload off me, but sometimes I swear, my case is the complete opposite.
"You can come in, Greene!" I yelled, and the door opened, revealing Greene holding a w
