AFTER I LEFT, ALPHA 133

Chapter 133

The phone call had drained the last ounce of Nora's patience.

She had spoken wearily, telling Alex to ask his father. She wasn't available.

That should have been enough, but Alex, as persistent as ever, refused to give up.

"But where are you now?" he pressed. "Can I come find you?"

She sighed, rubbing her temple. He was too young to remember the exact address of her new home.

Even if he did, she didn't want him showing up unannounced.

"No, Alex," she said firmly. "I'm resting, and tomorrow I have to go visit Grandma." Without waiting for

another plea, she ended the call.

The exhaustion clung to her as she returned home. She barely had the energy to change before collapsing onto her bed, sinking into a sleep so deep it felt like she had stopped existing. When she finally woke, it was to the sharp chime of the doorbell.

Dazed, she glanced at the clock. Nine in the morning. Who on earth...?

Then, the intercom buzzed. "Miss Nora, you have a visitor," the property owner informed her.

She moved toward the window and peeked through the blinds. A familiar black car was parked

downstairs. Arnold.

home. But before she could move away, her mind-link rang. His voice, cool and

you're home. Open

twitched. She

the sleek vehicle rolled to a stop right outside her apartment complex. The car door

her,

stepped out, carrying Alex's book bag. His gaze was

the kids," Arnold said as he reached her, his tone careful,

Chapter 133

couldn't help the bite of sarcasm that slipped out, "You're the Alpha. There's

expression shifting, Instead of irritation, he said simply, "My father

Nora stiffened.

down, his name still carried weight. Since joining the Werewolf Council, he had been even more elusive,

he

at first. Then, without looking at Arnold, she turned to Alex.

the quiet tension between them, waved cheerfully at Arnold before bounding

her eye-a small doll dangling from his

Her heart clenched.

surfaced. A week ago, Abby had gifted her a pair of dolls-one

She had kept the larger one, and

realization struck Nora like a slap-sharp, unexpected, and

its soft fabric slightly worn from handling. It was unmistakable. If the larger version

been given

through the window, casting

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