Jasmine's POV

“You useless, lazy bastard,” Jason bellowed.

“Did you hear my call and refuse to respond? I have been waiting for you for nearly the whole day!”

“I’m sorry, Alpha. I was making sure everything was all set,” I apologized.

A week had passed since Chloe's unexpected death. The burial had been done hurriedly because of the disgraceful manner in which she died.

I had resumed my duty as the Pack's slave in the palace that same day, and let me tell you, my hellish experiences since I got here dwarfed whatever I had gone through in my parents’ house.

I slept at 10 p.m. and had to wake...