Charis
I quickly hid the photo behind my back. "I—It's fine, Alpha," I stammered. "I fell asleep and
was wondering where all the boys were."
He chuckled and pulled out his phone. On the screen, I could see Rhett sitting in what appeared to be the VIP section of an upscale bar, surrounded by multiple women. Kael was there too, but tucked away in a corner, nursing a bottle of beer and looking drunk.
"They're having fun, Eamon. We should expect them home after midnight, if Rhett considers his poor father and comes home at all." He turned and started walking down the hall. "Anyway, dinner is ready. I was going to eat by myself, but now that you're awake, come join me."
At this point, I knew I couldn't refuse without seeming rude, so I followed him. I also felt oddly comfortable with Alpha Terry. There was something warm and paternal about his presence that I'd never experienced with my own father.
"Alright," I said quietly, pocketing the photo and following him down the hall.
