It never felt like I was in Alpha Walker's dreams for very long - a mere handful of minutes passed for me in this world when he must have been sleeping for hours. It meant that the time we had to talk was never enough for me when there was so much I wanted to say and I was completely alone during the day.
I had not expected to feel so at ease with him, but I found myself liking him, and I think he liked me, too. He made me feel like he respected me, at least.
He was so sweet, and polite, and kind, despite the fact he had lost the woman he loved, but he was still Alpha and I was still Omega, no matter what he said. It felt like I could not get too close to him now he knew the truth about me.
It had hurt when he accused me of spying on him, but he wasn't wrong and I didn't have any right
