ALEXANDER
I let Faye freshen up, pretending I was heading straight to the office. That was the plan I said out loud… because I didn’t want her trying to convince me there was no need to worry. The plan in my head was different.
I didn’t believe for one second that she felt as “fine” as she claimed this morning.
So instead of going to the office, I made a turn—toward Dr. Adams’ quarters.
When I reached the door, I knocked once.
She opened almost immediately.
“Alpha, you’re back,” she said, surprise flashing across her face before softening into something formal and respectful. “It’s an honor to have you here in my quarters, but—you could have sent for me. I would’ve come to you.”
I smiled, or tried to. “It’s not a big deal, Mrs. Adams,” I told her. “I’m already up and moving.”
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