Alfredo’s Pov
A groan escaped my lips as sleep evaded me from the knock on the door. I trudged to the door, aching to sleep with some hours left before I could do anything.
“What’s it?” I asked as I opened the door to see the face of my mother’s Beta, dressed in white clothes tucked neatly into a black skirt that fitted her shape.
“Your mother wants you to know your fiancé is ready to leave,” she said without batting an eyelid.
I covered my mouth as I made to yawn, closing the door on her. “Tell her I’ll be on my way soon.”
She put her leg in between the space before I could close it shut. “She said right now.” Her eyes burned almost the same way my mother’s eyes would burn when she needed your attention.
“Let me clean up, and I’ll be with her,” I said to pacify the beta. She nodded
