Bryan
When I stepped into my office, I groaned immediately when I noticed Isobel — her blonde hair framing her face, and her clothes once again too small to fit her figure properly. The short skirt left little to the imagination, and her breasts were one sneeze away from breaking free of the dress's tight confines. I would never be with this woman, regardless of whether I had a mate or not.
"What are you doing here, Isobel? Aren't you supposed to be... anywhere else?" I grumbled as I walked around her to sit in my chair.
The best way to deal with her would be to ignore her and possibly command her to leave me be. If I wanted to be a good alpha and king, though, I needed to listen to my pack and allow them to come to me with their needs. Isobel may only want to discuss something related
