"Hannah," Liam greeted her in a voice tinged with a mixture of weariness and guarded curiosity.
Hannah stepped into the room, her gaze flickering with concern as she took in Liam's weakened state although the bullet has been removed but the wound's were slowly recovering. "Alpha Liam,. Are you alright?" she inquired, her voice laced with genuine worry.
Liam's jaw tensed at the sound of her voice, a bitter reminder of the vulnerability he had sworn to bury deep within himself. "I'm fine," he replied curtly, his tone betraying none of the turmoil raging within him.
Hannah's brow furrowed with concern, her eyes searching his face for any sign of weakness or pain. "You don't seem fine," she remarked softly, her voice gentle yet persistent.
A flicker of irritation flashed across Liam's feat
