Alpha Ryan's POV
“Good morning, Alpha,”
I walked into the dining hall with a warmth in my chest this morning, the same warmth that I had since my conversation with Diane last night.
For some reason I did not find it in me to be annoyed at the sight of people, I just didn't mind.
My eyes roamed across the table as I sat on the chair at the furthest head.
“She must have gotten my present by now,” I thought as my lip twitched into a smile
I had expected to see Diane but was met with an empty spot on the chair she normally sat on instead.
Something like disappointment pricked my resolve and I glanced away from the seat with my face set into a frown.
However, I did not miss the look that Aubrey shot me from across the table which I dutifully ignored along with the stare that stayed on
