Chapter 29: The Unexpected Alpha Philanthropist
Moana

My trance with the TV was broken by the sound of Selina’s voice coming from beside me.

“Interesting,” she said, wiping her hands on her apron. “That’s more than I expected.”

I turned to face her, still surprised by Edrick’s sudden act of generosity. “He doesn’t do things like this often, does he?” I asked.

Selina shrugged. “Every so often. It’s usually once a year or so these past few years, but it’s never made public, and it’s rarely this much. I wonder what changed to make him donate such a large amount and for him to allow it to be televised.”

“And to an orphanage, no less,” Lily chimed in from behind me.

Shrugging again, Selina turned around and started to head back to the kitchen. I followed her, still curious about the situation. “You said it’s been happening just for the past few years?” I asked.

She had her back turned to me as she scrubbed so hard at the stovetop with a damp sponge that it was making the metal racks on the inside of the oven rattle. “If you’re really all that interested, you can look online. I’m sure there are some

coffee table. The interview with Sophia ended on the TV while I was in the kitchen, so now Ella was flipping absentmindedly through the channels as she searched for cartoons.

from behind me. I hadn’t realized it, but she must have grown bored of flipping through the television channels and

I yelled playfully, tossing down my phone and grabbing her, pulling her onto my lap and beginning

of the little girl’s giggles, but I couldn’t quite shake the feeling in my mind that

and if he did, I wondered if he wouldn’t want to sleep together after our argument. Eventually, however, I heard the sound of

answer before he opened the door and came in. He was already in his pajamas, and stormed over to the other side of the bed

as he sat on the edge of the bed. “Something about a billionaire CEO donating a

about it?” Edrick asked. His tone of voice

it’s interesting that just yesterday you thought that

have to do certain things sometimes to

asked as I looked back down at my sketchbook and continued working on my most recent drawing: a picture of the city at night, using the view from my balcony as reference. “Is something threatening the image

the bed on his side, with his back turned to me. The only sounds in the room were the sounds of the city below, which was nothing but white noise

of a

some… human… workers in the factories think that they’re not treated as equally as their werewolf counterparts,” he said. “It’s absurd, really. I’ve always tried my best to be fair to everyone in my company. And now the media is trying to contact my PR department in order to weasel payroll reports

look over at Edrick. “Why do they

“It’s the

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