The Mark of an Alpha {Book 1}?

Twenty Nine

"How did you sleep?" I ask Ken.

"Amazingly! Thank you for the hospitality, Alpha Blake." Ken seems to fall back into his comfortable demeanor as he scrapes up some food.

"No problem, any friend of Hunter is welcome here." I glance up as Hunter puts down my plate and I see that he has served me hash brown, eggs, and bacon.

"Thanks," I look up at him and he smiles at me as he puts down his plate and heads over to the beverage area.

"Wow," Ken says as his eyes go back to his plate.

"What?" I question as Andrew acts like he did not hear anything.

"Nothing alpha," Ken bows down his head.

"Just spill it, Ken." I can sense the annoyance in my voice.

"Well it's just strange that's all." Ken's face scrunches but from the corner of his eye he glances over at Hunter.

Strange? What?

"What is?" Ken glances over at Hunter once again but Hunter is busy making his coffee.

"He's acting," he shrugs and looks up as if to find the right words, "like a normal human being."

I look back at him and he is now serving a glass of orange juice. "He acted differently before?"

"Well sure, he used to be so aggressive and violent with everyone. Now he seems to like his old self in a way." Ken stuffs his mouth with scrambled eggs and concentrates on chewing.

I wonder what that was about. Andrew chimes into my mind.

Mind your own business.

Andrew turns his face away from Hunter once he takes his seat.

"Here," he hands me a steaming cup of coffee. My eyebrow arches.

"Coffee?" I try my hardest to hide my distaste, but there is a look in his eyes that says I could have tried harder.

I do not normally drink coffee.

"Yes, you need to warm up," he sits down and takes a gulp of the orange juice.

"I've never been a fan of coffee." My hands wrap around the mug and my fingers clench the mug tighter as the warmth seeps into my cold hands. "That feels amazing."

Hunter nods, "now drink it."

After eating everything on my plate and drinking two mugs of coffee we sit at the table letting the conversation flow between everyone. Ken stands up and my eyes go to him.

"Excuse me, alpha," Ken looks at me, "Alpha Hunter I'll await your departure outside."

He's leaving.

I swallow, "You're leaving?" This is news to me. Hunter did not mention leaving so soon to me.

Hunter groans and waves his hand dismissing Ken. Ken takes off to the front door and Andrew sensing I wanted to talk to Hunter he excuses himself and heads upstairs.

"Yes," he nods avoiding my eyes, "I need to resolve some problems back home." When I stay quiet his eyes level with mine. They burn into mine and my eyes wander around, looking anywhere but him.

"Is it the rogues? I told you that we would help you with them." The defensive tone does not go unnoticed.

I knew this was going to happen so why am I so surprised?

"No, not the rogues it's more of managing a pack from far away is never a good idea. Especially when you have some pack members trying to cause trouble," my lips set in a frown.