18

Danny

I knocked softly on the door, entering after hearing Alpha Aaron's approval. "Good afternoon, sir." I said, after I had entered and closed the door behind me. 

"Danny, what can I help you with?" He asked without raising his head from the paper work he was busy with.

I bit my lip in thought, hesitating before I began speaking. "I think we should cut back on the doses we are giving him." My tone was shaky, my anxiousness piercing through with each word.

Alpha Aaron looked up at me, his eyebrow cocked in question.

"Excuse me?" He asked, setting down the papers and finally giving me his undivided attention. I would have rather he continued with his paper work. He continued treating what I was about to say as though it was unimportant. 

"It's not good for him and if we overdo it, he might perish." I argued, fiddling with my thumbs. 

"Why?" He asked. I looked up at him, my eyes wide with panic, "W-What?" I stuttered in