Page 23 of Rogue Alpha Prince

I can’t help but grin at that.

I’m letting her enter my bedroom first, when I hear panting and stomping on the stairs to our floor. I wait for whoever it is.

“Alpha, Alpha!”

I see the young omega guy who recently started working at the castle in place of his dead father.

“Yes, James?”

“Your Beta is back, sir. He called a meeting.”

I catch the curious glance of my wife.

“Did he successfully retreat from all the posts?” I ask, slightly irritated at my Beta—exercising his privileges on the night I’ve got my new wife hot and bothered and ready to fuck.

“Yes—”

“So, I’ll see him tomorrow,” I cut James off, planning to mind-link my Beta in the morning.

There’s no rush, I justsaw him in the crowd at the wedding and the war is over. I try to close my doors, but James shouts again.

“Alpha, Beta brought back a traitor!”

That changes my mind.

I absently move one of the posts on the three-dimensional map of the werewolf kingdoms in the middle of my office. I should pay attention to my officers’ reports, but I can’t stop thinking about sinking my cock into my new wife’s tight pussy.

Or her luscious lips wrapping around my cock. I wish I didn’t stop her from doing it back in the dining hall, but that tear of hers… somehow, I couldn’t stand it.

The only time the tears can come from her eyes is when she’s choking on my cock—Fuck, I’m thinking about it again!

One of the warriors must have noticed my mind is elsewhere: “God, Alpha. You are so whipped!”

Whipped. Pff. What does that even mean?

I give him a death stare, and no one else dares to comment about my absent mind for the rest of the meeting.

“Okay, warriors, you are dismissed,” says my Beta firmly, and everyone below the officer rank leaves the room. He stands up and crosses his dark-skinned, bulky arms.

‘Did you get the scroll?’ I mind-link him while there is still some commotion in the room.

‘No, Alpha, but Gamma is still trying some new leads right now.’

‘Okay.’ I try to finally concentrate on the map and written reports before me.

“Well, at leastwe didn’t have to bother with Officer Asher this whole week,” I notice the lack of the officer’s name. I’ve never fought him personally, but he gave my warriors the most trouble. “He always was the biggest pain in our asses.”

I wait for the pleased applause from my officers, but there’s just weird silence. I lift my head from the reports and catch two of them exchanging glances.

“What?” I growl at them with irritation.

“Officer Asher is a she-wolf,” says my Beta slowly.

Too slowly.

“So?” I growl again. “Wait. Who gives their daughter such a boyish name?”

“You’d have to ask your father-in-law, sir,” says one of the Officers who was exchanging glances before. My attention is caught by the fact he called me sir instead of Alpha, and they only do that when they are especially scared of my reaction.

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