Dear Omega,
The freaking super full moon is coming and I woke up in the middle of the night feeling uncomfortable. I went to the kitchen and grabbed something to drink.
Someone walked in and I choke hard when a woman stood in front of me wearing a long night gown that reached the floor and with her face so white like a ghost.
I was about to f*****g shout and run when she asked me if I want something to eat. I immidiately recognized her voice.
Damn it, mate.
You're going to be the death of me.
The future Alpha
