And suddenly, Alan fell silent. When I straightened and looked around, all eyes were on me. Mr Sinclair cleared his throat. “Clara's strength is not what we're here about, please, let's go to the main issue I am here,” he said, and I noticed Alan frowning.
“So why the f**k am I called?” he asked. For the first time, Alpha Abel rose from his seat—woah, he was a tall and huge man.
He stepped forward, standing directly over Alan, and said, “well, it came to my notice,” he began, “that you are about to become a father.” I could swear the color drained from Alan’s face as he turned to me and pointed, “whatever she tells you is a lie, I never touched her.”
But Mr Sinclair almost screamed, “not her fool, my Pamela!” and there it was—let’s see him deny that fact.
Alpha Abel stepped away from A
