68 BA Guess on it, Seb!

68 BA Guess on it, Seb!

There are more knocks coming from the unknown; and every knocks had gradually deepened the creases on his forehead.

“I think you have to go to that door and open it,” Maridelle said to him. “It must be so important that after few unresponded attempts, that guy haven’t left.”

On the clock, the hour hand points to number six. The time the nuisance, as what Alpha Lachlan has dubbed the person behind the door, has waited quite long. Alpha Lachlan has praised his patience and persistence. Just when he is about to open the door, the knocking has stopped.

He glanced at Maridelle. He gave her the look of whether he would proceed opening the door or should he do the opposite. Maridelle signalled him to do the first option.

“There must be a good reason behind the early disturbance,” he seriously uttered, but his tone is tinge with a little threat. “Must be an Alpha duty,” he added a second before the door slightly swung open. Alpha Lachlan had opened the door just enough