Aimee's POV
I quickly got out of bed as the morning sun arrived. I couldn't wait to share the dream I had last night with Alpha Vincent.
"Aimee," Alpha Vincent greeted me as I closed the bedroom door. He waved from his room, which was located across from mine.
Immediately, I approached him and said, "Alpha Vincent, there's something I want to talk to you about. Are you busy?"
"No, I was just about to have breakfast and bring breakfast to you. We can talk in the backyard while enjoying our meal. Come on," Alpha Vincent replied, taking my hand.
Alpha Vincent sensed the coldness of my hand, which was due to panic and restlessness. He turned to me, smiled warmly, and asked, "What's the matter, Aimee?"
I stopped in my tracks. "I don't know, Alpha Vincent. I can't explain it myself. My mind is really disturbed by the dream I had last night."
