*Ada*
Ralph’s mom pulls me into a tight hug before calling for his Dad. “It’s so good to see you,” she whispers into my ear. “You look good. You look healthy.”
“I am,” I tell her as she holds me at arms length, inspecting me.
Ralph’s dad comes downstairs and bows as soon as he sees Seth. “Have we done something wrong, sir?”
“Not at all,” he assures him. “I just came with the Alpha as a friend. I’m not here on business.”
Spencer motions us into the living room and offers me a seat on the couch. Thankfully, Seth sits beside me.
“What is it, Ada? Alpha,” Spencer corrects him.
“Ada’s fine,” I smile at him. I take a deep breath. I’ve rehearsed this at least a hundred times, but now that I’m here, I don’t know where to begin. Nothing seems right. “You all know that Ralph
