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She cries outI make her mine I’m just about to bite down on her neck…

Ring, ring, ring

A roar rips through o back to sleep, butthe sun shining throughrooht

I shoot her a text, telling her I’ll call in twenty I’ company It’s not like anyone can fireon a nice clean suit I’ of coffee for

When I’o over shit and get ht before I make it to the resort

“Hello, Alpha Did you get a nice sleep?” she asks with some hope in her voice

“Yes I did, as it happens, but it seerumble, voice laced with sleep

“Soot soh it” I keep her around for these little pep talks

“What’s the point of being in charge when I’ all the work?”

“Maybe you should learn to delegate I’m pretty sure that’s what bosses do” Yep Really love her pep talks

“Keep that snark to yourself, Daphne” She won’t

“I hen you start working smarter As it is, I’ to need to find a replacement,” she happily reminds me