I scowled, frowning as he asked such a sensitive question.
I'm sure he sniffed something. Alphas are sensitive to an Omega in heat, or even nearing their heat cycle. Especially one who just got out of a rut.
The moment I found out he was an Alpha, I should've made space between us.
"Whoa there," he moved back. "You're gonna drill a hole in my head."
"Get out of the way," I said. "I'm leaving."
"Well, I can't." He said. "I have to take your commission."
"It sure seems to me that you don't need to take my commission," I said but he scoffed.
"Are you kidding me? He's gonna ki-" he stopped halfway and cleared his throat, staring afresh. "Anyway, I can't let you leave until I take your commission. Your Alpha wants you to make the best out of the best and that's why I'm here."
"That's the thing," I said. "Even if I were to tolerate that you're a rude bastard, and that you have great skills, how am I certain that you do work for him and aren't his rival?"
