Alarick was in his study trying to hold back the tears that were constantly scalding the backs of his eyes. He and Ambrose refused to speak to each other. Both blaming the other for the mess they had wound up in this time. It was all his fault. Ambrose had every right to challenge a male sniffing around his mate, but it was Alarick's job to make sure his wolf stayed in check. But his jealousy got the best of him, and he had committed the biggest sin in the wolf community, he had hurt his precious mate. Now he was too ashamed to even seek out Lilith to see if she was ok, let alone apologize for this egregious act.
So, there he sat, behind his desk, staring out the window but not focusing on anything in particular. He was so lost in thought, while listening to his wolf whimper, that he did
