14.1 Alpha Charles POV
I had just returned from another early morning therapy session, a ritual I upheld to shield myself from the prying eyes and relentless questions about my whereabouts. These therapy sessions were my lifeline, helping me grapple with the tumultuous emotions of anger and regret that had consumed me since the tragic loss of my wife in a Rogue attack. Her absence left an unfillable void, and my wolf was equally desolate without his mate.
The only reason I persevered, despite the haunting nightmares and relentless torment, was the presence of my two beautiful children. They were the light in my darkness, and I couldn't bear the thought of them growing up without the love and guidance of their parents. Night after night, I relived the horrifying images of that tragic da
