“Are you seriously not going to tell me anything about her at all?” Eloise asked for the nth time as Ian walked away from the dining table to the fridge to get himself a bottle of water after his morning run.
“You’ve asked me that for the millionth time, Mom. I still haven’t gotten to know her yet. I’ll let you know once I get to know her a little bit better first,” Ian said, hanging his face towel to his neck before opening the fridge for a bottle of water, which he drained in a go.
Although he went for a run since the day breaks, he still couldn’t clear his head after realising the Avery in his dream, right back in his arms, was real; the heat vanished, leaving him totally distraught and guilt-ridden over his actions.
It was exactly what he’d been trying to avoid; alphas tend to lose
