Waking up the next morning, the Alpha found himself alone, the space beside him cold to the touch. Laying on his back, he stared at the ceiling, conflicted over what had happened. He had enjoyed it but had he made a mistake getting intimate with one of his pack, especially one who still had a mate to find.
Throwing back the covers, he got up from the bed, heading into the bathroom and getting into the shower to wash the scent of Lucia and s*x from his body before drying off and pulling some clothes on.
Heading out of his room, he climbed the stairs, entering the kitchen and taking his seat at the head of the table where a few of the pack members were already sat, digging into the pile of food laid out on the table.
‘Morning Alpha’ Barrett called from his left
‘Morning Barrett, where is
