Alpha Doyle
Sean and I were standing on the front steps when I finally saw the car coming up the driveway.
The moment I spotted it, relief washed over me.
They were back.
But relief quickly gave way to concern.
Lena was driving far too fast.
Whatever had happened at the university, it was serious.
I exchanged a look with Sean before we both headed down the steps to meet them.
The car came to a stop in front of the house, and the moment Lena climbed out, I crossed the remaining distance between us and pulled her into my arms.
“Back again, love,” I whispered.
She didn’t melt into my embrace the way she had the last time.
Instead, she looked up at me.
There was something in her eyes that immediately wiped the smile from my face.
She was scared.
Not nervous.
Not uncomfortable.
