Cleo
I arrived at the Alpha residence far sooner than I probably should have.
I had run the entire way.
I hadn’t wanted Ava or Eric to know where I was going—or, more importantly, why.
There was something about the feeling in my gut that told me this conversation needed to happen away from them.
I slowed my pace as I reached the front door, forcing myself to catch my breath before pressing the doorbell.
An Omega answered a minute later.
“I’m here to see Alpha Xavier,” I said quietly.
She nodded and stepped aside.
“Of course. Please come in.”
I had barely taken two steps into the foyer when a familiar, irritated voice cut through the room.
“What the hell are you doing here?”
I closed my eyes briefly.
Of course.
Asher.
He appeared from the adjoining room, his expression darken
