The morning arrived quietly.
There's no fanfare, no thunder either. Just a light spilling through the windows, it was soft and golden.
Like... the universe tryna be gentle with me.
I stood by the mirror, brushing my hair back with slow and deliberate strokes. My hands did not shake at that time as my breath too didn’t hitch. But my heart… it was loud.
Maximus was coming home.
I’d seen the missed calls... I held the phone to my chest like it could undo the ache. I'd listened to the voicemail—his voice, raw and urgent, calling my name like it was the only thing he remembered.
And now, he was returning. With the other Alphas, with his colleagues.
With Princess Stella.
The Courtyard Gathering.
The GrandFord courtyard was already filling with people when I arrived.
Alphas
