Cadeon
It’s been days since my last interaction with Lilieth, and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it.
I can’t help but think about all the ways it could’ve been different. All the things I could’ve said. And then there’s my exchange with Timmon and how horrible it was.
I’m no longer a child—I’ve been a man for a decade now. I’m an Alpha, leading an entire pack. Lives depend on me. One would assume that I would have at least some control over the things I say and that interacting with people would be easier for me.
And it usually is.
Until Lilieth.
I feel restless. The quarter just started, and nothing bad has been reported—the Gammas I assigned to take care of her know their lives are on the line.
If something happened or Lilith, say she gets hurt in some way, and
