Chapter 90: The Alpha's Desires
(Third person's POV)
Frederick Warner sat in the back seat of the sleek black sedan, his storm-gray eyes reflecting the passing streetlights of Harbor City. The leather interior carried the scent of expensive cologne and predatory satisfaction.
Maxwell Cooper, his driver and beta werewolf bodyguard, glanced at the rearview mirror. His weathered hands gripped the steering wheel as he spoke carefully.
"Alpha Warner, are we still going back to Miss Sophia's villa tonight?"
Frederick's lips curved into a cold smile. Sophia, a beta werewolf originally from the Northern Territory, came from a well-off pack before becoming an international customized tour guide for wealthy werewolves and humans. She hadn't returned to the Northern Territory for two years after
