ALEXANDER
For a moment after Faye left, I didn’t move.
The sound of her chair scraping against the floor lingered faintly.
I let out a slow breath, my fingers resting against the table as I stared at nothing in particular.
None of this made sense to me.
Faye’s dream alone would have been enough to pay attention to.
But this?
This was something else.
I lifted my head slowly and looked at Roman.
“Roman.”
He looked up immediately. "Alpha."
I held his gaze, letting the weight of it sit there for a second before I spoke again.
“What exactly is going on?” I asked. "Are you sure about all you've just said?"
I paused.
“Because if this is some kind of misunderstanding…” I added, my tone tightening just slightly, “or you’re repeating something you think you heard—say it now.”
Roman’s
