‘Alpha, the Beta is here’ came a voice in Archer’s head, cutting through his concentration.
Rubbing his eyes with his thumb and forefinger, the tired Alpha straightened up, a smile on his face despite his fatigue, waiting patiently until the door opened to reveal his best friend.
The years of s*****y had worn the Rogue down, his sassy obnoxious humour was gone, replaced by a dark pain that he refused to share with anyone not even his oldest friend.
Sitting down in the chair, Rowan threw back his hood, his piercing grey eyes clouded as he mumbled, ‘she had a boy’.
Archer nodded sadly, ‘I thought she was close to her date?’ he replied softly.
Rowan grunted, ‘Looks like Riley it seems’ he replied with a careless shrug, ‘Nathaniel, that is what they have called him’ he added, trying to so
