Ralph
I was in my room when I first heard the commotion downstairs. Initially, I dismissed it as nothing of importance, but the noise grew louder, and my brow furrowed with concern.
“What could possibly be going on down there?” I muttered to myself, straining to make sense of the sounds. Just as I was about to rise from my seat, a knock echoed through the room.
“Who’s there?” I called out, my eyes fixed on the door, waiting for a reply.
“It’s your Beta, Alpha,” came the hesitant response from the other side of the door. “There’s a situation that requires your immediate attention.”
I paused, caught off guard by the urgency in his voice. What could possibly be so pressing that it demanded my presence?
“Come in,” I instructed, my curiosity piqued but not yet troubled. After all, everyth
