CHAPTER FORTY

SALLY'S POV

I knew I shouldn't be caught exchanging words with a lowly servant, but there I was, about to throw punches. It had gotten that bad, and Lisa wouldn't stop getting on my nerves.

"Let go of me", Lisa kept shouting, and I wondered if that was the only word she knew how to use..

I decided to let her go, not because I cared about the fact that I was hurting her, and my claws that had come out against my wish was already piercing through her skin, but because it would be unheard of that I got into a kind of fight, or argument with a mete servant.

Alpha Derek took a few steps forward, and Lisa fell into his arms. She started crying, and he rubbed his hand around her back carefully.

"It was even more boring than I thought it would be", alpha Derek said as he continued to rub his palm gently around the back of his mistress.

"She even had the guts to hurt me", Lisa cried as she stretched her hand forward for alpha Derek to see.

"You'll be fine, my love. It's just a petty