Alpha Gray
he grumbles, setting the mugs on the counter and reaching for the coffee pot to fill them.
“Yeah,” I sigh. I walk over to the kitchen table, slumping down in one of the chairs. After a few moments, Deke brings the mugs of coffee over, setting one down in front of me and settling into his own chair with the other mug.
I drag my coffee cup toward me, staring down into the dark liquid. “She was acting really weird last night, man. I don’t know if it’s something I did or the full moon coming, but…” I trail off, glancing up at Deke. He’s peering back at me sympathetically, and though I wouldn’t usually spill my guts like this, if I’m going to with anyone it’s Deke. He’s like a father figure or an