Alpha Kyan’s POV
As I burst into Keiera's room, my heart clenched with a mixture of anger and concern. She lay there, pale and motionless, her breathing shallow and labored. Guilt gnawed at my conscience like a ravenous beast, reminding me of the role I had played in her suffering.
Without a moment's hesitation, I scooped her into my arms, cradling her gently against my chest as I raced towards the door. The weight of her frail body felt like a burden on my soul, a stark reminder of the consequences of my actions.
With every step I took, the echoes of her cries reverberated in my mind, haunting me like a specter of remorse. How could I have been so blind, so callous as to lock her away without food or water, to subject her to such cruelty and neglect?
But there was no time for self-pit
