Chapter 35

Dior

I'm sitting inside the living room with many new pieces of furniture that I've summoned by simply tapping at images from the IKEA website. All I needed was my phone. I feel like a freaking wizard—did someone forget to send me that Hogwarts letter?

I discuss with myself. "Hm, perhaps I should get a new bookshelf next? Not that I have any books to put into it, but Patricia might need one for her new home. She reads a lot."

Right then, someone bangs on my door, and the sound isn't very pleasing to the ears. The person on the other side is angry. I question if I should even bother opening my door, yet I also realize that I can't hide from my pack members forever. I'm still their alpha, even if they are aware of me being a hideous monster.

Sighing, I push myself back on my feet. "I'm coming!"

My hand curls around the lock, and then I barely have time to see who is standing behind the door before I'm