ALPHA JAX

“Where the hell are you?” I snapped angrily into the phone that was on loudspeaker on my end.

The phone was settled on the black phone stand while I sipped whiskey, and paced around my office enraged.

What used to be whiskey glasses were now a mess of shards on the floor.

“Where else would I be?” Came her bored-sounding response.

“Fuck you, Lucy!” I practically screamed.

“Hey, you might be an Alpha but I deserve respect too.” Her tone held defiance.

My chuckle was bitter and short. I wish she was here, I would squeeze life out of her. The bitch!

“You don’t deserve any respect. The...