Chapter 4

"Thanks." Sitting in Alpha Alijah’s car, I watched the world blur past the window. The night felt heavy, its weight pressing down on me, softened only by the haze of alcohol.

"Elora might have had a bit too much to drink," I explained, my voice tinged with concern. "Hope that’s alright."

"You’re thoughtful, Miss Hansen," he replied, his deep chuckle filling the car. Unexpectedly, he pulled over, turning to face me with an intensity that made my pulse quicken.

I frowned, confused, my eyes searching his face for answers.

"Araceli, don’t you recognize me?"

I blinked, my mind racing to…