Alana🌸;
I let out a sigh as I replay the entire scenario in my head for the umpteenth time.Â
I'll wait for Alpha Rhydian to finish his meal, and then I'll show him the paper and tell him the truth about Bram. That ought to get Bram out of the picture.Â
I really don't care what happens to Bram as long as he's out of the way.Â
I'm forced out of my thoughts when someone suddenly comes out of one of the corners and stands in my way.
I look up, and my heart skips a beat.Â
Bram.Â
My grip on the paper under the tray tightens as I stare at him, and he stares at me in silence.
What is he doing here?Â
Does he know Alpha Igma, and I know the truth?Â
"Hi, Alana." He greets, and fear sinks its fangs into the back of my neck as I stare at the young man in front of me.Â
"I've been wanting to talk to you about last night." He says, and I raise a brow.Â