Kylian’s POV
“What’s the status?”
“The Alpha of Crimson Pack doesn’t deserve to lead any pack!” Henry rushed inside my office, shaking his head and clenching his jaw as he dropped a folder on my desk.
Grabbing it, I opened it and saw a profile of an omega who looked like she had been beaten so badly to the point that her world couldn’t even manage to unilaterally heal her.
“Who’s this?”
“She’s Hazel Watts, the maid who cleans the room of Crimson Pack’s Alpha. I paid her for some inside information but never thought I’d be ready to hear such things.”
The veins in Herny’s neck were almost popping. He looked like he was ready to kill, in fact.
With furrowed eyebrows, I flipped through the file and had the same feeling of disgust.
“Damn!” I cursed as I read her medical file.
Hazel was only twenty years old when she lost her parents in an attack. Not only was she captured to be a maid of their alpha, but she was also used as a punching bag.