CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWELVE.

  Alpha D'argan who had been restless in his sleep the entire night suddenly woke up from his bed panting and sweating like someone who was being chased with a matchet.

  Well… that was oddly accurate bacause he was actually being chased by a strange girl in his dream. She looked rather scary and he knew she had come to kill him, that's why he didn't stop running.

  He was heart was throbbing so hard that he was scared it would hop out of his body. He looked around his bedroom and sighed heavily when he spotted a girl sleeping peacefully by his side. She was one of the young virgins he came to bed with last night.

  He quietly slid down from the bed and walked over to the wine bar to serve himself some whiskey regardless of the fact that he was stark naked. As he drank, he kept thinking about the dream. It had felt so real, the girl in the dream was pursuing him with a dagger and she looked like she was going to kill him if she had caught him.