I step into the room I was told was our own. Though it is not a room at all, but what I believe may be the Alpha suite. I walk into an open hallway. All so neatly arranged. A tray sat upon the table sitting on the wall opposite me in the entrance hallway, with two champagne flutes and a large bottle of champagne. Seems everything had been arranged for us just as they said it would...
My eyes are in awe as I walk a little further inside, and down the hallway. It is a beautiful home. So carefullu decorated. Modernly. Expensively. Uniquely. My eyes dart to the pictures littering the walls. Pictures of my new husband. Some with his family. But many on what appear to be nights out.
I have heard the rumours. Hunter was somewhat the party animal. Not ideal when it came to an upcoming Alpha, bu
