Alpha Adrian's POV
I was sitting in my study, lost in my thoughts about Callidora's sudden return and my new mate when a knock came at the door. Immediately, I straightened up before asking the person to come in. The door opened almost immediately and the person entered.
He was the last person I was expecting to see. He never comes here unless he has news to tell me, and not just any news, a bad one. What could the news be? I wondered as I stared at his ever-young face. He was old enough to be my father, but he still looked younger than me. His sleek black cloak was wrapped around his body as usual. It's surprising how the cloak never fades, despite the fact he has been wearing it for as long as I can remember. Most times I find myself wondering why he hasn't changed his cloak till now.
