Alexander
I followed my Beta into my study, where a man was waiting for us. I recognized the man immediately as one of the photographers from the press conference.
“Alpha,” Gabriel said, gesturing to the man, “this guy says a couple came into his tabloid agency to leak the story. He saw them.”
I narrowed my eyes and folded my arms. “Is that so?”
The man nodded. “I-It’s true, Alpha,” he said, wringing his hands. “They came in and spoke to my boss. Well, I didn’t see them, but I did hear them speak.”
“And? Spit it out.”
The photographer fidgeted with his camera strap. “It was an older couple. A man and a woman.”
“An older couple?” I asked, straightening a little. “Did they give names?”
“No, sir. They were careful about that. But I remember what they sounded li
