*ELYSIA*
I was in the dining room, conversing with this bubbly middle-aged woman introduced as Greta when Alpha Drayton stormed in.
"Greta, help her pack. I'm taking her away from here."
Stunned, I abruptly rose from the chair and so did Greta. Meanwhile, she curtsied, complying. "Yes, Alpha."
Whereas I became perturbed, wondering what the hell was going on. I opened my lips to ask but Alpha Drayton was already strutting down the corridor without any explanation.
What the f**k?
Issuing Greta a cursory glance, she shrugged in return while I followed after him, wondering what his deal was anyway.
"Alpha Drayton! Alpha Drayton!" I called after his retreating figure.
Instead of halting like a reasonable being to respond, he kept walking.
Why is he acting this way?
First, he
