Chapter Twelve
Alpha Creed's Point Of View
The day was beyond hectic before it had even reached noon.
People kept moving in and out of my office with updates and questions and information, each one arriving at the exact moment I had identified as the most inconvenient possible moment for an interruption. I had been awake for over twenty-four hours and the stress was sitting in my shoulders like something had been compressed there and was refusing to release.
I tilted my head back against the leather of my chair and fixed my eyes on the ceiling.
I had been doing this more often than I should in the past few days. Just looking at the ceiling and letting the thoughts settle. It was not a particularly dignified coping mechanism for the rogue alpha king but it was the one I had and I was n
