Asher
“I should get an actual assistant, shouldn't I?” I thought to myself, remembering the disaster of Alison's first day at work. She barely knew a thing, forced to make an apology phone call to an Alpha I would rather avoid because she sent the wrong email. I could have gotten angry but I didn't.
Seeing her struggling to go on her knees to beg me for a chance hurt in more ways than I thought it would. ‘Comfort mate! ’ my wolf growled at me and, for the first time in a very long time, I left work early. I needed to do something.
My heart twisted in pain as her teary face flashed through my mind. She had said she had nowhere to go, she begged for mercy. Would she have had the same reaction had I sent her away as I had originally planned? What had made her react like that?
That was the
