~ Savannah’s POV ~
- - - - - ONE MONTH LATER - - - - -
“Good morning, Alpha Savannah,” Kathy says with a big smile as she delivers my regular coffee and a croissant to my bedroom.
Yes, you heard that right. For the past month, Kathy’s been calling me Alpha Savannah now. And not just her, everyone else does too.
“Morning Kathy,” I reply. I’m sitting at the desk by the window, busily typing into the laptop. Gesturing to the spot next to my laptop, I say, “You can put that over there,”
Kathy does as she’s told, putting the coffee down carefully. In case you’re wondering why the sudden change in the way she addresses me, let me explain.
After saying goodbye to the Kaiser brothers and I got home that night, my dad was already waiting for me in his office. Beta Jon and Lilian were there, a
