Tuesday morn.
Killian stared long and hard at his reflection in the mirror as he adjusted his cravat.
If one looked real close, they would have seen the shine in his eyes… the shine that was half tears, half determination.
Oh, but men didn’t cry,
And Alphas definitely had that dreaded word deleted from their vocabulary.
The Alpha of the Silver Crest Pack had this heavy feeling in his chest, and you definitely would have one too, if you had to do what he was about to in a few minutes.
‘Alpha, everything is set.’
His gamma, Miguel announced through the mind link.
The hour had finally come, it seemed.
‘Is she still in her chambers?’
‘Yes, Alpha. Rhea is in there with her as we speak, she wouldn’t be coming out any time soon.’ Came the reply.
Good.
‘I’ll be with you shortly,’ Kil
