Denver.
I woke that morning to the sound of someone knocking on the door.
I groaned, unwilling to open my eyes for another hour or two, but when the door opened and my beta walked in, I knew sleep was done for.
“Good morning, Alpha,” Jacob greeted as he stepped further into the room.
“Good morning,” I replied, feeling strangely refreshed, like I had been asleep for centuries.
I could not remember the last time I slept through the night.
My eyes instinctively drifted to the empty space beside me.
“Where is she?” I asked.
“Who?” Jacob frowned. “The girl from last night?”
“Yes. Where did she go?” I pressed.
“I am not sure, Alpha…” he started, then trailed off.
Jacob looked surprised by my question, and I knew exactly why.
I had never been one to concern myself with what happened t
