Andrea woke up sweating. She's panting for her breath. Her thoughts were still overwhelmed by that recurring dream she had just woken up from. She sat down and brushed her palms on her face. She wondered why every time she dreamed, something was changing in her that she was just not honest enough to admit it. The last time she was still strong enough to resist it, but now she felt that her barriers were getting weak.
"Good morning, Alpha," her personal omega came inside, handling her breakfast.
Andrea wondered, "Where's Alpha Blaine?" she asked.
Usually, at times like this, it's Blaine who brought her breakfast.
"Uh, he's not here. It's been days that he left for business," the Omega told her.
Business? I'm sure it's not for that! Andrea thinks.
"Glad that you have now wake up,
