Alpha Ryder had his back to me when I walked in, so I thought he did not see who he was addressing. He must have been expecting someone else, and I arrived just when he was expecting that person to arrive.
But that was not the case, as he moved to the side and looked at me before taking his gaze back to the suits on the bed. I had to look behind me if someone stood there and I had no knowledge of it, but to my dismay, there was no one there.
I turned to Alpha Ryder again. Did he hit his head somewhere and lose his memory? Why was he telling me to pick a suit for him? The same Alpha Ryder that always mocked my choice of clothes was asking me to pick a suit. This must be a dream.
I pitched myself, wincing, shutting my eyes, but when I opened my eyes again, Alpha Ryder was facing me, hands
