6

A loud knock on the door woke Dylan up the next morning. Surprisingly he slept like a baby all through the night. He grumbled at whoever was interrupting his sound sleep and dragged himself out of bed. He wasn’t completely awake until he opened the door and a well built six foot guy with brown hair and eyes walked into the bedroom with a pile of clothes in his hands. He carefully placed them on the bed and turned around to face a fully awake Dylan.

“Good morning alpha. Alpha Martinez asked me to bring these to you –“

“Hold on. I think you’re making a mistake… I’m not your alpha.” Dylan interrupted, thinking the stranger in front of him was referring to Isabel and her dad.

“Where is Isabel?” He didn’t wait for a reply and was already making his way outside the bedroom.

“She’s on her usual morning run.” The stranger who was behind Dylan replied.

‘At least we have something in common.’ He thought to himself.

“And you are?..”

“Fernando. I’m a delta in the pack but currently, I’m at your s