Ferguson's POV

“Did you hear any word that I said now, Karl?” I asked. My hands folded across my chest.

“Karl!”

“Y– yes, Alpha,” he stuttered.

It was obvious he hadn't been listening. My eyes settled on his face and I saw for the first time, the thin lines of worry across his face.

“Got something on your mind?”

“Not at all Alpha,” he sighed. “Just a little headache.”

“Take the rest of the day off then. You'll need your strength.”

He nodded. I heard him ...