Vaccaro

Vaccaro

I couldn’t believe what I heard when Esme told us about the alpha that rejected her. I definitely noticed her the last time I was here, and I thought she was beautiful with black hair that shone blue in the light and dark blue hazel-coloured eyes. She is taller than the other girls. She comes up to my shoulders which makes her around 5’8” to my 6’5” frame. Esme has curves in all the right spots, and I want nothing more than to grab her hips and pull her against me. I called my parents after I had talked to everyone about that Vivian woman and finding the bodies. They were both very happy until I told them what she had been through. I heard my father let out a growl. Mom went silent, which is never a good thing. I looked for Esme all day after the meeting but was not able to find her. I think she is covering her scent somehow. She wasn’t present at breakfast this morning, either.

“Alpha there is a woman here to see you.” One of the omegas says.

“Please show her