The Daughter

Martha’s severe, condescending demeanor shifted instantly into pure terror when Gideon appeared in the hallway.

"Alpha Gideon, I am so sorry. I just assumed—" Martha babbled frantically, her hands shaking violently.

He ruthlessly cut off her frantic, babbling apologies with a single raised hand. "Your assumptions were incorrect, Martha," he stated, his voice echoing coldly off the stone walls.