FAYE
I sat down for a moment, still observing him. He hadn't said anything since I walked in. But I knew a lot was on his mind. Moments like this made him look so ordinary.
That picture of him...one hand resting against the armrest, the other pressed against his temple, gaze unfocused as though his thoughts had carried him far away...wasn’t the Alexander people whispered about.
It was the man underneath.
The man people didn’t get to see. The man I wasn’t sure he let anyone see.
I found myself staring too long, drawn to him like I always was when the cracks showed. There was a sharpness to him, always...an edge honed by power and survival...but in the quiet, in his stillness, he wasn’t the terrifying Alpha. He was simply a man drowning in thoughts too heavy to let out.
When his eyes f
