"Okay, now who is the Alpha?" Princess asked, they were back to Asha's private lounge.
Asha looked exhausted and defeated. A deal was a deal. She leaned back against the plush upholstery of the couch, her shoulders dropping as she let out a long, ragged sigh that smelled faintly of expensive gin.
"There is no Alpha."
"What do you mean by that statement? You said you know the Alpha." Princess snapped, her eyes narrowing into dangerous slits.
"I said I know who took him, did not say he was an Alpha... he is a..." Asha lowered her voice. "He is a Lycan, a royal Lycan. Your bagboy is probably gone, so just forget about him because you and I both know that neither of us can face a Lycan. Maybe your Alpha leader can. So just find another guy to carry your bags," Asha said. She waved her hand dismissively, her fingers trembling slightly as she picked up her half-empty glass from the low table.
