Just as I was about to ask again, I heard “Surprise biotch.” from my true best friend and Beta, Tara.
“Tara!” I yell. “When? How?” I’m so excited I can barely formulate a dull sentence.
I ran to Tara and jumped into her arms.
“I guess that means you are happy to see me. As for when? I just got her about 30 minutes ago. How? I drove like a normal person,” Tara said, looking at me incredulously.
“Anyway, who is looking after the pack while you are here?"
“Bitch, please. Didn’t I take care of the pack when you were at your pity party and wouldn’t get out of bed? Now don’t question me because you finally got your little ass out of bed,” Tara said, rolling her eye dramatically.
“First of all, my ass isn’t little,” I said while turning around shaking my ass at her. “Second, you’re my Beta. It is literally in your job description to run the pack when the Alpha is unavailable.” I say with a huff.