Paige's POV
I'm sitting across from Oliver, Noah's Beta. He came into my coffee shop today, saying Noah wants to say something. The scent of fresh coffee beans mingles with his nervous pheromones as he fidgets in his seat. Tiana, growls softly in my mind, still distrustful of anyone associated with Noah.
I don't wanna entertain him, actually, but he insisted. He doesn't want to leave unless I talk to him.
"What is it, Oliver?" I asked, getting impatient. He couldn't look in my eyes. Obviously,until now he's guilty.My enhanced senses picked up his accelerated heartbeat.
"Miss Paige, Alpha Noah wants me to give this to you."
I looked at the folder that he gently pushed on the table. I was already traumatized by letters, envelopes, folders and such. I don't wanna open it, so
