Amelia’s POV
While the girls were awake, it was easy to distract my wandering thoughts by focusing on them, playing and laughing and asking about school and their friends. But when they went to bed, those invasive thoughts returned, having me check out the windows more than I liked, searching for a mystery man who might be watching me.
Damien didn’t seem to notice my concern, perhaps because he was dealing with his own thoughts. We both seemed caught up in our own problems tonight, staring off into space.
As Alpha, Damien had a lot on his plate at any given moment. He really didn’t need more.
I decided not to tell him about the strange man from earlier, the one I kept glancing out the window to find, afraid I might see him there in the bushes or the driveway, waiting to glare at me.
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