“No, brother, the workers think you are possessed. We overheard them—me and Kian," she sniffed. Alpha Killan sighed and sat back on his bed with Kamiliana still in his arms. He rubbed her back, waiting for her to calm down. When she started breathing evenly, he asked her to raise her head and look at him. "You don't need to cry over all of this. You know how these workers are. They don't care what's the truth and what's a lie. As long as they get something to gossip about and pass their time, they will talk. Besides, it's not true what they are saying, so why should I bother?"...