I stood there, transfixed. Alone.

That’s what Axel always does—always running away when he knows he can’t win from me. He can’t accept that I’m pointing out that he’s been cold and uncaring towards me for the past months. That his mistakes have piled up gradually and is now past his glorious height.

It’s already morning, though I think four is too early to be worrying about Alpha Axel’s departure and Alpha Archer’s arrival.

But I still worried nonetheless.

I massaged my forehead before I lifted my gaze to the latter. “What are you doing here?”

The bastard only grinned. “Have you received my message?”

I let out a soft...