THE MATE THE ALPHA NEVER CHOSE
“Look, he came into my bookshop, and we even spoke. Yes, he acted really weird, even mistakenly nipping me in the finger before darting out of the shop.”
“And you're sure he's dead?”
“Ada, I'm sure. I made my research after seeing Emma that afternoon. Lucian is dead and has been since the last two years.”
Ada was quiet for a while, worry now etched on her face. “You should tell the rest about this. This must be a trick Acelia is pulling here.”
“I actually think it's Alex,” I said, my brows furrowing as I thought. “Alex is the god of death, or at least he's called that. So it’s not a reach to assume he has powers to probably wake the dead to do his bidding.”