I sought for a spoon in one of the numerous cupboards in the room next door and luckily found one.
Walking back to the room, I gently closed the door and walked towards the still sleeping Alpha.
Making sure nothing has changed since I left searching for the spoon, I entered the bathroom to wash the spoon I got.
When I got out, I took the cup from the table and scooped out a little quantity of water.
I force open his mouth and fed the water to him.
He didn't swallow, at first. But when I forced him, he did that.
And I repeated the action until he had enough. Only then did I cover the cup, and dropped it on the table, for future use.
I touched his parched lips to check how it is. The sensation I felt was more like touching a calloused palm. That's not the feeling touching a perso
