Levi’s POV

“Alpha Levi,” says Elliot, entering my studio. “This came for you.”

He holds out a sealed envelope. I open it at once, trying to decipher the scent wafting from the envelope. I know this scent, I think, but right now I can't remember from where.

Elliot sits across from me as I open the envelope. He looks up from his cell phone for a moment and notices my serious and curious expression.

“Everything okay?” he asks with a raised ...