Isaac’s POV
Alpha Grant and I stare at each other silently, my words hanging between us until he blinks a few times and I see the shift in his body language.
‘Raelyn who?’ he growls, and his tone holds a deadly edge to it.
‘Raelyn, the Omega who works in the kitchen and also delivers clean towels to the gym’ I reply, holding his gaze. He may be a higher rank than me, but now I’ve put it out there, I won’t back down from my decision.
The Alpha snarls warningly, ‘I do not trade Omegas, Beta’ he huffs, ‘they are not property to be bartered with.’
I hold up a hand placatingly, ‘nor do we’ I reply, ‘of course I would not force her or anyone else to accompany us, you asked who had caught my attention, who I think would be a good fit for our pack, and I answered. I have had quite a few inter
