Hattie:
Brooks gently guided me toward the Alpha suite, his warm hand securely clasping mine as we navigated the hallways of the packhouse. My heart pounded in my chest, nerves fluttering restlessly inside me. The suite was quiet, filled only with soft natural light filtering through sheer curtains, casting the room in a soothing, comforting glow.
As the door softly closed behind us, Brooks turned to me, his expression filled with warmth, patience, and cautious optimism. His gentle eyes encouraged me to speak, to trust him with the depth of my heartache and the story I'd carried silently since leaving.
"Brooks, there's so much you deserve to know," I began softly, my voice trembling slightly with emotion. I took a deep breath, gathering my thoughts and steadying my courage. "I didn't le
