DEREK:
“The Alpha’s back—” Rafael starts to say but I cut him off mid-sentence.
“My father’s back?” I ask, realizing I was unaware of his arrival.
“Yes,” Rafael states, looking confused but carries on anyway, “and according to the guards, he instructed not to entertain anyone that does not fall under the line of the originals.”
My hand unconsciously goes to my hair as I run it through it. How had I not known that my father was back? Was I too tensed to realize that?
But my mind goes back to Rafael who is here. “Well then, what do you want me to do for you?”
The cheeky smile that forms on his lips has me knowing that I might not like the next thing he is about to say. I just hope he doesn’t ruin my mood because that would be the worst of all.
“I want you to help me get in,”
I harden
