= Amara =
I kept waiting for Mikael to return.
When night settled over the territory and the quiet pressed against the walls of my room, I found myself glancing at the door again and again—hoping he would appear the way he had before. But he didn’t.
I almost asked the doctor if she knew where he’d gone. But I bit my tongue. I had no right to ask… not when I didn’t even belong in this place.
The next morning, hope still clung to me like a stubborn shadow. A part of me believed he would come walking through the doorway, that I would finally get the chance to tell him my proposition—my deal—before everything became more complicated.
But he never showed.
Maybe he had more pressing matters to attend to. He is an Alpha, after all. And with that title comes a mountain of responsibilities I
