ALPHA ALLEN’S POV
I woke up with a very bad headache. I groaned as I opened my eyes. The sunlight coming through the curtains felt like a personal attack. My throat was dry, and my body felt like it had been hit by a truck.
I sat up slowly, wincing as the movement sent another wave of pain shooting through my head.
“Never again,” I lied to myself as I swung my legs over the side of the bed.
A quick glance in the mirror confirmed what I already knew: I looked like hell. My hair was a mess. My face was pale and the strong scent of alcohol still clung to me like a second skin.
"Get it together," I muttered under my breath, trying to shake off the worst of it.
After a moment of steadying myself, I pushed to my feet and made my way to the wardrobe. I pulled on a plain black shirt and a p
