LOMBARD’S POV
I frowned, observing the charms man as he whispered into Thomas's ear. The news of Thomas awakening, no longer under the influence of my control, took me by surprise. The charm bracelet, a powerful tool bestowed upon me by a witch, had suddenly ceased its enchantment. It irked me that the alpha was slipping beyond my influence.
Approaching Thomas, I masked my discomfort with a stern expression. "Thomas, it seems you've been under the influence of dark forces. Someone within our pack has betrayed us."
Thomas, still grappling with the recent revelations, met my gaze. "Betrayed? Who could have done such a thing?"
The charms man interjected, "The spell that bound you was intricate, Alpha. It required a level of trust and proximity that only someone close to you could exploit.
