***Bryan*** It took me five minutes to arrive at the pack house. Alpha Westby Mo was shouting orders. The warrior wolves taking every command he threw at them. “Yes sir!” Their voices echoed through the pack house. With that they storm out in a hurry. “Where are they off to?” “You are here?” Westby asked without lifting his head and ignoring my question. He stood with his hands in his pocket looking at the fire place. “What’s going on? Why did you send that kid to drag me out of the house at this time of the night?” He sighed. “If you had moved to the pack house when I told you to, I wouldn’t be sending a kid to come get you.” He lifted his head to look at me now. “A dead body was found in our territory. Before you ask. No, it wasn’t one of ours. The corpse belongs to the Anderson pack. We suspect he was stabbed in the heart before his body was thrown into the sea.” My eyes narrowed. It was a shock to me. I haven’t gone for hunting for a while now. I decided to lay low after th

***Bryan*** Evans came to meet my Alpha, Westby, after what happened the other day with his beta, Holm. He was bent on making the Mos pay for a crime they didn’t commit. Something tells me he has something up his sleeves. We are rivals. Hating on us didn’t begin recently. His late father used to say he hates the Mos guts. The Foss and Mos do not mix together. They are proud and we hate the whole idea that they even exist. That pack is full of shit. On the other hand, the Andersons and the Mos have undertaken several projects together, Westby prefers them to the Foss. It’s sad that the Andersons had to unite with the Foss through that sham of a marraige. As a result of that, Westby doesn’t like the Andersons so much anymore; that’s because the friend of your enemy is your enemy. Two days ago I walked in on Lois speaking to Ingrid and a bunch of girlfriends. With wolf hearing, I could hear their discussion from across the hall. “Scarlett needs a new butler” Lois had told the others

***Scarlett*** I’ve never been caught breathless in my life. But the moment Bryan held my hand, I was gasping for air. The sensation from our touch spiraled through my whole body, shaking me at the core. My legs felt wobbly. That name, Bryan, it rang a bell. I liked it the moment it came out from Lois’ mouth. I almost thought he was my long lost Bryan, from twelve years ago. But I dismissed the thought immediately. Not everyone with the name Bryan is him. It can’t be him. I recalled meeting Lois’ friend when she and her mate, Curtis came to see me. I was too sad to pay attention to him or his striking features. He had left as soon as he came. Unfortunately, I couldn’t get a chance to thank him for the visit. During our first contact—from the handshake, I had used the opportunity to drink in his whole appearance. Instantly, I knew taking him as my butler was a no–no. That’s why I pulled Lois to the kitchen for a talk. She can’t be serious. If that guy ends up working as my butler,

***Bryan*** Their little whispers turned into a heated argument. The next thing, Evans walked down stairs. He shot me an angry glare. I paid him no attention. He clenched his hands into fists and gritted his teeth. “I want you gone now.” He pointed at the door. “We don’t need you as our butler. I will get her someone she would be comfortable with. Not someone who looks like a thug.” Before I could respond. Scarlett’s small feet ran down the staircase. Her eyes were moist and her cheeks had turned rosy. Obviously, she’s been crying. “Stop it, Evans. Why are you harassing him?” I rose to my full height. Cleared my throat. “Mrs. Scarlett, it seems my presence here is causing a bit of tension with your husband. I don’t have any intension troubles for you. I will be on my way now.” “No. Please wait.” She ran towards me, blocking my path. She turned around to face Evans, her back to me. “I don’t care what you say, Evans. This is my house. I can hire whoever I want. I need him as my butl

***Bryan*** Fate tossing such a big opportunity at me was unexpected. Living with Scarlett under the same roof had to be a dream. I still can’t believe she proposed that in front of her husband She stood her ground and stuck to her decision; despite her husband’s displeasure. “Are you saying she said all that in front of that jerk?” Lois shook the bottle of pepper sauce over her pasta dish. “That’s brave of her. Not like she can’t. She’s Alpha female by the way and she’s wealthy. Evans should respect her too.” I dropped by Lois’ apartment as soon as I got back to my pack’s territory. I needed to update her on what had happened so far. Just like me, she doesn't live in the pack house, since she and Curtis value their privacy. Sometimes it amazes me how both Lois and I became fast friends so quickly. I only got to know her after my return five months ago, but now we were besties. She has a cousin who serves in the Military, Josh Wold, whom I was acquainted with - maybe that also fur