Alpha Alexander
"Hey, Alfie," I said softly through the mind-link, just as I came down from my high. f**k. This is the worst timing ever.
"Yes, I'm here," he replied, his voice carrying a heaviness I couldn't ignore.
"Be down in a sec," I murmured, trying to sound composed despite the chaos in my mind. s**t, I didn't expect Alfie to stop by the mansion, especially not today, knowing I was mourning. Or does he even know? Shouldn't he be mourning his mother too?
Hastily standing up from the bed, I changed my sweatpants, the previous pair ruined. I washed my hands thoroughly to rid them of any evidence, then added a splash of whiskey to mask any lingering scent. f**k.
Making my way down the stairs to the living room where the mind-link directed me, I found Alfie, shoulders slouched, los
