RYAN POV
I stared at the leave document in front of me longer than necessary, my fingers resting against the edge of the paper without moving. Probably if I didn't touch it, or sign it, then maybe none of this would feel as real as it already did.
The council's words were still ringing in my head.
"Alpha Ryan, you have to step down for a while."
"You need time to recover."
Recover? I almost scoffed at that. From what exactly? The rejection? Or the fact that I had to stand there, look her in the eyes, and say the words knowing fully well that it wasn't what I wanted, but what I had to do?
I clenched my jaw slightly. They thought they were helping, or maybe they were.
But sitting here, staring at a piece of paper that basically told me to step back, to loosen myself fr
