Emma.
This felt like a dream. A good dream and yet a nightmare. Alec. He was alive and he was here at Kael's wedding.
“How did you get into the pack without anyone noticing?” I asked, narrowing my eyes as he led me around a cluster of rose bushes.
He chuckled softly, glancing back at me with a smirk. “It’s a big event, Emma. No one’s paying attention to a servant with a few wine crates.” He gestured to his clothing, a simple uniform, like that of the catering staff, his usual look swapped for something utterly different. Even his hair was cropped short at the root. And just at the edge of the bushes, I spotted the truck, loaded with crates and bottles. It was practically invisible, it blended right in.
My eyes widened. “You risked all this just to come see me?”
His expression soften
