Alexander sighed, running a hand through her hair as he tried to focus. As soon as he arrived at the packhouse, he had sequestered himself in his office to catch up on his paperwork. It hadn’t gone as he had hoped. The first hour hadn’t been so bad with Erin’s scent in his nostrils, but that didn’t last long.
“Knock, knock,” Nathan said as he stepped in. “Hard at work, I see.”
Alexander grunted.
“You don’t sound happy,” Nathan smirked.
Alexander sighed, leaning back in his chair, “How happy would you be to be struck in your office knowing your mate is still asleep in bed?”
Nathan chuckled, “Actually, I just saw her.”
“What?! You saw Erin?”
“She’s in the dining hall having breakfast with your mother teaching her sign language.”
Alexander let out a slow breath. That was right, his m
