At the entrance of the dining hall, Ellio suddenly came to a halt. His feet refused to move. His eyes had already found the person he had been trying so hard not to think about. It was none other than the alpha, himself, Xorran.
The Alpha sat across from Cosme at the long dining table, dressed as impeccably as ever. Cosme was enthusiastically talking about something, his hands moving animatedly as he spoke. Ellio couldn't care less about what he was saying. His attention never left Xorran.
The Alpha remained silent throughout the conversation. At first glance, he appeared to be listening. But the longer Ellio watched him, the more he realized something felt off.
Xorran's expression remained as unreadable as ever, yet there was a strange emptiness behind those crimson eyes. His gaze rest
