Sheila’s POV

I knew what the headlines on the news stations would be as I woke up. Sounds from the television blared through the pathways as I made my way to the living room.

“Good morning.” A familiar voice called to me as I stepped into the living room. She sat on the middle couch. More like a favorite for her since Alfredo took over as Alpha.

"Good morning," I replied and took a seat next to her.

“Mind a cup of coffee?” She asked, throwing me a smile that begged not to be refused. There was no point refusing as they were two cups on the table waiting for...