Alpha King Grey.
" She is alive. She is alive! She is aliiiive!" I was mumbling silently, barely audible to myself, then I increased my pitch, and before I knew it, I was already shouting. And, I was not apologetic. At that moment, a stupid grin was plastered on my lips; I knew that my image was unbecoming of an Alpha King. But so what? I had been unhappy for far too long, and the news about Hazel's whereabouts deserved celebration.
'Yes! Grey! Our mate is alive. ' Gary shouted at the back of my head, his claws scratching my brains, unable to contain his happiness. The joy in his heart reflected my own.
The news was like a balm, gently soothing my bruised heart from all the pain that I had experienced ever since I lost my mate. The guilt, the self blame the hatred, and the longing.
