Chapter 97: Dropped to his knees
(Grace’s POV)
Assistant Joe walked with firm, purposeful steps, guiding me through the narrow, dimly lit corridors of the pack medical wing’s private chambers. The sterile scent of antiseptics filled the air. My heart raced faster with each door we passed, but I kept my expression composed.
Every step brought me closer to Alexander and to the aftermath of the dramatic chaos Victoria had unleashed.
When we reached the door at the end of the hallway, Joe paused, his hand resting on the silver handle. “Luna, before we go in…” he hesitated, his gray eyes showing rare concern.
“What is it?” I asked, my voice steady despite the unease twisting in my stomach.
He lowered his gaze for a brief moment before meeting mine again. “You might not like what you
