It's almost midnight.
I was too anxious to take the manuscript out before the last moment so I took the time, thinking I can catch an hour or two of sleep. And other jokes I tell myself. Of course, I couldn't sleep. About an hour ago, Alexander came into the room too. He looked exhausted so he slept right after he kissed me goodnight.
I look at the time. 11:30
There is still time, but I better be early than late so I slowly get out of bed, careful not to wake Alexander up. Every time he asks and I say I can't tell him, a little part of him suffers, even though he fully trusts me. But never do my plans go as I want, do they?
"Alpha! Your Majesty!" Someone shouts as I hear a sound banging on the door.
I rush to open as Alexander jumps right on his feet.
"What happened?" Alexander asks
