Alpha Tristan's POV
I walked into my study alone, Ambrose's words lingering in my head. I helped myself with a glass of wine, then took a seat behind my desk. I twirled the glass in my fingers as my gaze burnt through the table before me. For a few minutes, only his words lingered in my head.
No matter how much I did not want it to affect me, it did. I was able to hide the worry I felt after he said those words before me, but the moment I turned around and was ready to leave the dungeons, I could barely hide it. The more time passed, the more worried I became.
Pushing it aside was not an option for me at the moment and thinking about it was not providing any solution either. I moved my gaze to the wine I held, which had not been touched. Frankly, I was in no mood for a drink. I had a
