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Sorry, this chapter hasn’t been up sooner, a lot going on behind the keyboard so to speak, but here you go! Chapter 35! enjoy! :) Short chapter I know but more coming soon, don’t worry! *** Chapter Thirty Five Alexander's Point of View ** Earlier ** Harry came back inside and I asked what was up. He just said that he was giving Harley Sarah’s number and that was it really. ‘Any day now would be great, ladies’. Ron announced, clearly pissed off in the other room. Oh great, today was going to be fun if he was already in a mood. We all shared a ‘’Here we go’’ look and made our way to the room.

They would have to be worthy of the Alpha position they had so tragically inherited. Alone. Harry shook his head, remembering the letter the Mad One's Beta had given him. Then he pulled it from his pocket and hurried to open it. _Tomorrow night. 11. Crossroad Café. Alpha Black._ Harry smiled amusedly at first. Even in writing, the Mad One was a man of few words. Then he frowned. Why did he want to meet him?

He always looked like he could easily read what was going on in someone’s head. How could I sit across from him, knowing what I’d done? What I was feeling? The fear that he might see right through me gnawed at my insides. As I sipped my orange juice, I heard light footsteps approaching. I looked up to see Harry entering the dining area, his face lighting up when he saw me. He was wearing a uniform of some sort, and his sandy hair was slightly tousled, giving him a boyish charm that made me smile despite everything.

"I'll see you there in a few minutes." Maverick shrugs. "Okay. Come on, Riley. Let's get going." They walk away hand in hand. I watch them until they disappear into the crowd. "You don't have a jacket with me," Harry says. "I know." "Then why did you lie?" "Because I needed a minute before I..." I turn to face him. "Can you just take me to that party? Please?" Harry studies my face for a long moment. Whatever he sees there makes him nod.

And walked to his door. She knocked lightly. No response. She hesitated, then tried the handle. It clicked open with ease. “Mr. Declan?” The sight inside stopped her breath for a moment. Harry sat on the leather sofa, tie discarded, shirt open at the collar, sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His jacket lay draped over the armrest, a crystal glass of scotch resting untouched in his hand. Papers were spread out across the coffee table, but he wasn’t reading them. He was watching the city.

I made my way to the front door, pulling it open to reveal Harry Ronald in all his handsome glory. "Hey, Harry." I flashed a smile, kind of surprised to see him. "When you said you wanted to see me, I didn't think you meant like, today and at my house." "Well," he returned my smile, "here I am." I paved way for him to come in, shutting and locking the door immediately he did. His eyes skimmed around for a while before I began leading him to the living room where I previously was. "I wanted to see you before you leave." Harry spoke again, just as we stepped into the living room. "You're flying back on Saturday, right?"

Harry had finished dying his hair grey. "You're the best, Laura. Then I'll make myself at home." Harry pulled a deck chair over and went to lie down behind the shelves. He then took out his phone. "Do what you have to, Laura. Don't mind me. Grandma has told me that you're going to see her during lunchtime. We can wait for Chris to get off work at lunch and head over together." "Okay." Laura nodded. Helen headed over in the morning as well. When she arrived, she didn't see Harry lying behind the shelves.

A little while later, Gerald picked his phone up before asking, “Hello? What’s wrong, Tammy?” “Heh… Hello, Mr. Crawford, it’s me, Harry! How are you?” “Harry?” “Have you forgotten about me already? We met briefly at noon in the hotel!” “It’s you!” shouted Gerald as he immediately sat up on his bed. “That’s right! I’m aware that you’ve been searching all over Mayberry City for me, so after giving it some thought, I’m hoping that you’ll be willing to negotiate and strike a deal with me! Also, Miss Giya and Miss Tammy are with me now. Just thought you’d like to know about that,” replied Harry.

I roll my eyes and elbow Bellamy in the ribs. “Sure.” Harry answers, waving around his right hand which is still clutching what I can now see is a shiny glass bottle full of something purple. “Incubi delivery service. Where we always deliver the whole package.” He says with a wink. I groan. “That was terrible Harry.” I complain. “I could try another one. You would be surprised how many lines I can come up with using the word ‘package.’ Harry offers. “Please don’t” Bellamy says dryly.

It's broken and I don't have a replacement, so I figured there's no point for me to come for practice. Andrew signalled for Robin to convince him to come either way. Robin: That's not a problem, Andrew has a spare system here. Where are you now? Harry: I'm in the school's library. Robin: That's a bit far. Can you send me your location, so that Andrew can come pick you up? Harry: (pauses for a while before replying with a frown) Sure, I'll do that now. Robin: Okay bye then. Harry: Thanks.