Amara’s POV.

“Alpha!” Beta Lucian’s voice woke us up from our sleep.

I rubbed my bleary eyes as Damien stood up to open the door. He looked irritated, most likely because his sleep had been disrupted. Make a joke with a drunk, but never with someone who has just awoken.

I rolled onto my side under the covers and checked the time on the bedside table. It was three o’clock in the morning! It was still early.

What does Lucian want? Tsk! He’s such a nuisance!

“What do you want?!” Damien greeted him with a knitted brow. Lucian, on the other hand, was panting profusely.

He paused for a moment...