*
Voromin was not at all surprised to find Alpha Clark in this state. There were several bite marks across his arms and legs, and he was nothing like he had been described over the years, as a powerful man who struck fear in the hearts of everyone he met.
Here, instead, was a broken man who seemed like he was on the brink of death, hollowed in and utterly desolate. He was like a man whose will had been broken several times over, and whose life was hanging on the balance.
Perhaps if Voromin had a heart, he would have felt sorry for the man. After all, he had nearly lost everything he ever held near and dear. He was coming to him on his knees, and even though he knew exactly what brought the man here, he was not about to jump on the opportunity to help him.
After all, he had been brou
