(Noah POV)

(A few hours earlier)

The pounding on my door drags me from sleep at five in the morning.

I groan and bury my face in the pillow. 'Go away.'

But the knocking continues. Insistent. Urgent.

"Alpha heir Noah?" A timid voice calls through the door. An Omega. "Your father requires your immediate presence."

I drag myself upright and run a hand through my hair. My head feels heavy from lack of sleep. I ...