Alpha Vicker Is Worried

WHITNEY'S POV

I woke up by 5:30 a.m the next morning and I went to the bathroom to relieve myself. After that, I brushed my teeth and washed my face.

I was kind of happy that I'm starting work today. I have been kind of bored since I came to this house.

I walked back to the room and opened the wardrobe. I picked an old worn-out brown dress that I brought from Montgomery and quickly slipped into it.

I picked up my hairbrush from the top of the drawer and stood before the mirror, then, I started brushing my disheveled hair.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of the doorbell. I turned my head and looked at the closed door. Who could that be? I wondered.

I walked briskly to the door and opened it.

I made eye contact with Alpha Vicker who still wearing his pajamas. His blonde hair looked disheveled and stubble was on his chin and cheeks.

I must say that was the first time I saw him looking like