Alisa
I awkwardly stare at Elias, not sure what to do next. “Uhm. Rise, I suppose.”
Elias laughs softly and gets to his feet. “I knew when I saw you the first time… I could feel it-” he touches his heart -“right here. We all could.”
I just nod. What else can I do? I am not even sure I know what the hell is going on about.
Hector pokes his head in through the open door. “Elias!” he hisses urgently. “The Alpha.”
But it’s already too late. I can smell and sense Derrick before I even see him. He marches into the bedroom, back straight, head high, with all the confidence of a king.
“Is there a problem?” Derrick asks in a low, dangerous voice. "Why are you in my mate's room?"
“No, Alpha. I just had to… rescue Miss Alisa from Brooke. She wanted the Que- madam to shift.”
Derrick’s voice
