Author's pov.

“Hey,” Gath's wife smiled as she walked in. “Mrs Collins wanted to make sure you aren't chopping your fingers off,” she laughed.

“Haha, very funny,” Gath scoffed, his tone filled with sarcasm. “But don't worry my fingers would make a good meat.”

“So who called the other time?” She blurted out.

Gath turned to her in shock, he wasn't expecting that question.

“What are you talking about?” He asked, his brows furrowed in curiosity.

“Someone called the other time and it sounded so serious.”

Gath let out a sigh and continued chopping the vegetables. “It was Dominic,” he answered.

“Dominic, your friend? The Alpha that I have never...