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 scrubbed so hard at the stovetop with a damp sponge that it was making the

my heel and picked up my phone off of the 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. I searched WereCorp’s most recent public relations campaigns, and lo and behold: there was a list of articles with vague information on Edrick’s donations over the past few years. It seemed, starting just four years prior, that WereCorp was trying to improve their

realized it, but she must have grown bored of flipping through the television channels and was now hanging over the back of the

grabbing her, pulling her onto my lap and beginning to tickle

the sweet sounds of the little girl’s giggles, but I couldn’t quite shake

he did, I wondered if he wouldn’t want to sleep together after our argument. Eventually, however, I heard the sound of footsteps outside my door, followed by a series

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

an interesting interview on the television today,” I said, glancing up from my sketchbook to look at Edrick as he sat on the edge of the bed. “Something

Edrick asked. His tone of voice was

just think it’s interesting that just

“I have to

down at my sketchbook and continued working on my most recent drawing: a picture of the city at night, using the view

turned to me. The only sounds in the room were the sounds of the city below, which was nothing but white noise to me after growing up in the city. Aside from the sounds of the city, there was the sound

of a

that 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

look over at Edrick.

“It’s the

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