Officially Screwed

It was my first day and I was already frustrated. This won't be as easy as I had thought. Although serving the Alpha directly was an honour, it placed me directly under Alpha Joash's nose. I followed him around like a puppy and I soon realized that he picked me for this position to keep an eye on me.

One more thing, he wanted me to fumble. The position was one where I was exposed to every discussion and every detail that passed through the Alpha's table. Thus, the position needed a high level of trustworthiness.

I wasn't trustworthy, it was otherwise, and the wise Alpha Joash picked me for this position. Isn't it obvious? It was a trap. Since I was a traitor, he wanted me to fall into his hands.

It was almost dusk. I was standing in a corner in the Alpha's office. After Beta Derrick left, I followed him around all day and now he is seated behind his desk, filling in some files.

"Your Highness, it's miss…." The voice of the guard at the door sounded, but before he finished his stateme