Gregory’s body trembled uncontrollably. He sat on the cold floor, half-dressed, his shirt still on but his pants undone, exposing the evidence of what had just happened.
His eyes darted between Eve and the door where Daniel’s voice had come from. The shame, the regret, it all hit him at once like a crashing wave.
“What have I done?” he whispered, barely audible, his voice choked with guilt. He buried his face in his hands, his body shaking as he fought back tears.
Eve, standing nearby, hesitated for a moment before walking toward him. She knelt beside him, reaching out but stopping just short of touching him.
"Alpha," she said softly, her voice tinged with guilt, "I understand… and I’m really sorry I didn’t stop you."
She paused, trying to find the right words. “Even though this was m
