*Lucian*
I stride to the side table, pouring myself a generous amount of whiskey and downing it in one swallow, before pouring another for myself and one for Bill.
“You seem out of sorts,” Bill says, coming to stand beside me.
“I’m supposed to be acting like a damned Alpha tonight. Do you not think she will be judging my behavior as closely as she will be Frannie’s?”
“What do you care of her opinion?” He asks.
I take another swallow of whiskey.
“You want to impress her?” Bill asks.
I shake my head, “No, of course not.”
“Just be yourself. The old Alpha taught you that.” Bill says.
I fear, when it comes right down to it, that I am going to let the old Alpha down.
“Sometimes, I think I would be much happier moving back into Frannie’s world than having her move into mine. What if I d
