Alessia.
My meeting with Alpha Drake was scheduled in the evening the following day, and until then, I had time to shop for a car and a few essentials.
After stepping out of my room, I made my way towards the restaurant, desperate to grab a bite of anything, yes, just anything as long as it was edible because my stomach was protesting from hunger. I couldn't remember the last time I took a decent meal. Twenty-four hours back, maybe?
Yes, it was the third day after I left the royal werewolf palace, and for the first time in those days, I was genuinely hungry. I had spent the other two days locked up in my room, sad and brooding as I thought about my pups and how they were coping without me. Missing them, coupled with the pain in my heart, I couldn't find it in me to eat. More than once
