"I will give you the same amount every week if you agree to stay in the pack house. You can work there and take care of the Alpha."
"He can kill me!"
He had tried once, and she was lucky enough that he failed.
The money was tempting, but when Fenja remembered the killing intent in Alpha Jaxon's eyes that night, she shuddered in fear.
No matter how much money she got, it would be useless if she died. Who could guarantee his violent personality wouldn't come to the surface?
"No… I don't think I can take the offer."
"Are you sure?"
***
"Why do I choose this…?" Fenja mumbled as she packed her things. She only needed a simple backpack to gather all of her belongings from this small apartment. "What if I don't come out alive from that house?"
At first, Fenja didn't want to stay in the pack house for obvious reasons, but the money…
