Remembering everything that had happened, Ellio immediately pushed himself up from the bed. "Xorran..”
The Alpha, who had been staring out the window, slowly turned at the sound of his voice.
The moment their eyes met, a shiver ran down Ellio’s spine. Xorran’s gaze was always cold, but this time, it was something else entirely. It was freezing, like the depths of the Antarctic ocean, suffocating and merciless, as if the very air around him had turned to ice. Ellio felt his breath hitch, his chest tightening under that stare.
Xorran leaned against the window frame and let out a slow, heavy sigh.
Ellio swallowed hard, his throat suddenly dry. Words refused to come. He didn’t know where to begin, didn’t know how to face him, not after everything.
For a fleeting second, he wished he could
