CH. 18 CAUGHT IN THE ACT

Alpha George’s POV

I jolted awake from a nightmare, feeling a cold sweat on my forehead. I reached out to Alicia, but the bed was empty. We fought last night, but we always made up before going to sleep. She wouldn’t leave me, would she?

I turned on the lamp and got off the bed, feeling a pang of anxiety.

"Sweetheart, where are you?” I called out to her through telepathy, but there was no answer. She must have blocked me. Why?

I walked out of our room and down the dark hallway, following her scent with my wolf senses. It was faint, but unmistakable. She had been here not long ago. But where did she go? I stopped in front of a door. It was—it was Rick's door. Why would she go there? Unless... No, no, it couldn't be. She wouldn't do that to me. She loved me.

A moan came from inside the room—a familiar moan. A moan that used to be mine. I couldn't stand it anymore. I had to confront them. I slammed my fist against the door, making it shake on its hinges.

I heard a gasp from inside,