I grasped the doorknob and turned it; a sudden rush of surprise widened my eyes as I discovered Alpha Scott on the other side. The unexpected encounter sent a jolt through me, but amidst the shock, a resolute understanding took hold – there was a pressing need for a conversation.
“Alpha Scott,” the simultaneous utterance of our names by both Michael and I hung in the air, a reflection of our shared surprise.
“Alice, Michael,” Alpha Scott’s acknowledgment resonated in the room, his gaze shifting seamlessly between us.
Maintaining a composed demeanor, Alpha Scott gracefully scooped up Mathew into his arms, initiating a playful yet mature interaction that instantly infused the room with a different kind of happiness.
The infectious joy of Mathew, always a beacon of cheerfulness, prompted
