Angel
I pondered.
Slowly, I turned back to see the man who had met me in the kitchen. He was staring at me with those dark soulful eyes.
But why did the man call him alpha? I asked myself. He can't be Giovanni, right?
As the realization began to sink into me, my eyes widened.
"Y-your w-water…" I stammered.
"Take it back. I don't need it anymore" He spoke with eyes staring intensely into mine.
I stood there staring at him, unable to form a single word. My subconscious kept on screaming that the man I'd been referring to as a sexy giant was the alpha, Giovanni.