Alpha Doyle
The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was Lena.
She was still curled up at the foot of my bed in her wolf form, fast asleep.
I couldn’t help smiling.
Her wolf was beautiful.
There was something strangely peaceful about watching her sleep. No guarded expression. No nervous glances. No fear in her eyes.
Just Lena.
I had no idea how long I had been watching her when she suddenly stirred.
Her eyes opened.
The moment she realised I was watching her, the peaceful expression vanished. Her entire body tensed, and she stared at me for several seconds before quickly climbing off the bed and disappearing into the adjoining bathroom.
I sighed.
That was my Lena.
One step forward.
Three steps back.
She stayed in the bathroom for quite some time. At one point, I thought I
