“Alpha, can I see you for a moment?” Alex began hesitantly.
Amaya, who had just sat Ryan down at the dining table, and instructed the maids to serve him food, turned. “You can handle it. I'm busy now.”
Ryan’s eyes brightened. “Alpha? You're the alpha?”
She smiled and nodded, giving him a playful wink. “Cool, right?”
His head bobbed up and down as he sipped juice from the glass cup, not bothered by his new friend's identity. He would have something to brag about in school next week.
Amaya straightened up, her expression slipping back into the familiar cold mask everyone was used to. “What's wrong?”
“There has been a rogue attack at the lower marine canyon. They hijacked goods and killed people.”
“So what?”
Amaya’s response stunned not just Alex but also the younger soldier tagging
