Alpha Richard
“Hi, baby,” Amelia says as she walks into my office without knocking.
“You should knock before coming in,” I scoff. “What if I were having an important meeting with the elders?”
“Aww, baby,” she purrs, blushing and forcing herself on me. “I don’t think anyone is more important than I am. You know I’m your queen, your Luna.”
“What?” I roar, slamming my fist on the desk. “Do you really think you’re more important than my members and elders? Amelia, listen carefully; giving you the Luna position doesn’t mean you deserve it.”
“Alpha,” she cries.
“Being my Luna doesn’t give you the same rights I have over my pack members. You’re just the mate I chose for myself. You are nothing—a nobody. You’re not my true mate; imprint that on your dumb skull. I don’t want to keep repeating
