Alpha Stefan’s POV
“Stefan?…. Stefan? Dammit Arthur help me get through to them,” I can hear my Father’s frantic voice in the background. It sounds like it’s far in the distance, coming through a bad phone line.
Even if I wanted to, I can’t respond. My whole world is spinning as I absorb this new information. Why wouldn’t my Father prepare me for this? Perhaps I’d be more functional, if I’d have had some forewarning.
There’s a pressure at the base of my skull and I can feel Arthur trying to find his way into my mind. I give Jenson the okay to let him in.
‘Guys, come on. We’re worried about you. We’re sorry we didn’t tell you that our family may be here, but we didn’t want you to get your hopes up. We’re so sorry,’ Arthur speaks to us.
The fact that they think they’ve caused my almos
