Lucas glared at her but before he could speak, she spoke again.
“Or to anyone. You might be the Alpha, but I expect some manners from you. I have taken the time to prepare you breakfast because I know you’re going to need it today. It’s going to be busy and you need strength.”
“I don’t need anything from you,” Lucas argued.
Silva straightened up. “Correct. You don’t need anything from me specifically. But you do need to eat and food has been brought. Besides, you look awful.”
“And now who is the one being rude?” Lucas snapped.
“I am only returning the favor. And I meant you look sick. You’re sweating into your dress shirt and your face is flushed.” She motioned vaguely toward him. “So eat. I’ll see about getting something for the fever.”
She left promptly after that.
Lucas stared at the door she’d gone through. Then his eyes tracked down to the food on his desk.
He took two bites, then pushed it aside to get to work.
Yet as he began to shuffle through the paperwork, he noticed that not only were they organized, many of these documents had already been filled out. All they needed were his signature.
Lucas thumbed through the first one, checking dates and names and spelling. It was all in order.
Kyle wouldn’t have done something like this for him, he wouldn’t have been so forward as too. Unless…he did? Impossible. The only time this had ever been done for him before was when Elaine was still his.
His Luna.
His frown deepened as he realized who must have done this. Silva.
She returned five minutes later with a bottle of medication. Something for the fever. Lucas looked at it as she placed it down on the desk, then back up at her.
“You’ve barely eaten,” she said. “This says to take with food. You need more than a bite.”
“You did my paperwork.”
“I started your paperwork. It’s what any Luna would do.”
“You are not my Luna.”
Silva tilted her head. “Am I not? Well, then consider this my audition.” She smiled softly. “Am I doing a good job?”



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