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[Suspicious Activities]

SIERRA

I slammed the door to Sebastian’s office and stormed away, simmering. How could he talk down to me like that? As if I was one of his Omegas or subjects? "Oooh!" I grunted, hands balled into fists as I stomped through the foyer and out of the house. A rush of fresh air caressed my face but did nothing to alleviate the wrath warming my insides.

I needed to cool my head. My mouth always had a way of popping off, saying dumb things without thinking. A stroll around the pack should help, rather than saying something I would regret.

My feet carried me to the rear of the house, a short distance away from the training arena as well as prying ears and eyes. The last thing I needed was for anyone to assume I was a petulant child for airing my frustrations.

An office. Why did I need an office? More like a frickin cell. He expected me to spend eight hours or more behind a desk doing what? This was why I worked in a bar. I always hated the idea of feeling trappe