Alpha Nathan’s POV
“These are the people we suspect sent the assassin after you,” James said, handing me a file containing the names of a few Alphas who were also competing for the position of Alpha King.
“One of them is guilty. We are still investigating,” James added. I nodded and placed the file back on the desk. Sighing heavily, I leaned back in my seat and closed my eyes. I felt restless, exhausted, and lifeless as if an essential part of me had been taken away.
“Alpha Nathan, are you okay?” James asked, but I didn’t respond. Instead, I kept my eyes shut.
“You’re hurting. Why not bring her back?” he suggested cautiously.
“I can’t. Not now,” I whispered, shaking my head but still refusing to meet his gaze.
James sighed but didn’t press further. He left quietly, and the room fell
