Libulan’s Point of View
“Sir Beck, I’m sorry for last night.”
“Sure, but can you please make me understand why you just vanished into thin air?”
“Oh, I suddenly felt sick,” I replied.
“How? What happened?”
“I collapsed in the hallway. So, someone brought me in the infirmary in the cruise ship,” I made up. “And when I woke up, it’s already morning.”
“Is that so? How do you feel right now?”
“I’m fine, Sir,” I assured him. “All I needed was rest.”
“So, do you know why’d you collapsed?”
“Uhm,” I thought of an excuse. “It was too hot.”
“Oh, yeah. It is indeed hot inside even when the AC was turned on,” he agreed. “I guess that what happens when a room is full of alphas.”
“Really? That what happens?”
He laughed when I said that.
“Not really,” he replied. “I’m just kidding. Alphas
