Soraya’s POV

I stood in front of the mirror, brushing my hair slowly. The morning light slipped through the curtains, painting gold streaks across the floor.

My mind was still heavy from last night. Darius and I were not exactly on the same page.

When I finally stepped out of my room, I met Irene in the hallway.

“Good morning, miss,” she greeted with her usual polite smile.

“Good morning,” I smiled back, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. “Is Darius still inside, or is he outside already”

Irene hesitated. “The Alpha? He’s not around. He already left for the airport this morning.”

I blinked. “He already left?”...