ALPHA BENSON As I entered my office on the fifth floor of the magnificent establishment, my secretary, Mrs. Justina Brooks, came in. She was a middle-aged woman who had worked for my father and now, she had to work for me, irrespective of the fact that she was older than I was. She was very professional with her job, and I didn’t want to dismiss her yet. “Welcome, Alpha Benson. You have about five Alphas to meet with today,” Justina told me, outlining my work schedule and the Alphas I had meetings with. “That’s fine. Let them in, but who am I seeing first?” I asked her, and she looked at her folder and replied, “The Alpha of the Bright Moon Pack.” “Alright. Just let him in and let’s get straight to business,” I told Mrs. Justina. She wore a black skirt and white shirt, with black polished shoes. She bowed and left my office, replying, “Okay, Alpha.” As Justina left my vast office that was painted white and had a long desk, my office chair, and two guest chairs across from me, I t
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