~ Savannah’s POV ~
- - - - - One Week Later - - - - -
I pace around the living room as I’m twiddling with my thumbs. On the coffee table next to me, I have a box filled with pastries from Martha’s Bakery, something that I know my dad loves.
My dad’s inside his office as we speak, having a meeting with Beta Jon and his Delta chiefs. It must be something rather important that they’re doing this on a Sunday, my dad’s rest day.
I’ve been waiting for him to be done for almost an hour now. This is what I get from deciding to visit on a whim, I guess. As a busy Alpha, he doesn’t always have time for me, his daughter.
Feeling somewhat bored, I decided to walk toward his office. Maybe it’s curiosity, or maybe it’s boredom, but I start to press my ear against the door, trying to listen in on t
