Book 1: Chapter Twenty-Three

*** Silas POV ***

Sam, Nate, Charles, and I sat at the bar on a Wednesday morning. Normally, we wouldn’t be here this early but we had some rumors that Noah and Finn needed some help. As much as I wasn’t happy with them, I also no longer wanted to kill them. But what I was witnessing with my own eyes was just pathetic.

Noah had spilled going on three drinks now, while Finn hadn’t said a single word to us or to Noah, who obviously needed help. Finally, Nate huffed and got up, going around the bar, he put his hands over Noah’s.

“Okay, look. You need some help.”

Noah tossed the towel on the counter and threw up his hands. “I fucking give up. I give up.”

“The hell is going on with you two?” I looked from Noah to Finn.

Finn surprisingly was the one who answered. “She was supposed to be back ten days ago.”

My eyes widened. Had it really been a few weeks since their third had left? I mean, she had walked out fully clad in the Alpha Prince uniform. That alone had been shocking but when Noah t