The bell above the café door chimed softly as Kendrick Walker stepped inside. Most of the customers barely noticed the sound. Conversations continued. Cups clinked. Coffee machines hissed in the background. But Damian Roberts noticed it instantly. Of course he did.
Over the past few days, his senses had become frustratingly tuned to one particular presence. He could recognize Kendrick before even looking up. The shift in the air. The subtle change in tension. The quiet awareness that followed him whenever the alpha entered the room. And right now, that presence had returned again. Damian kept his head down and finished pouring coffee for the customer in front of him. His movements remained steady and professional, practiced from years of routine.
