King Alpha's pov

Jeremiah refused to talk to me. He was in his world thinking about something I don't even know. I pocket my hand in my pocket as I stood beside him enjoying the cold weather.

" Godfather please talk to me. What could the problem be ?" Did I ask?

He let out a loud breath but his mind was far away " My daughter is close "

I was confused " What are you talking about?"

He glanced my way " that maid girl, I don't know what it is about her but she reminds me of her"

I was interested in the topic. I thought I...