Chapter 64: Confrontation and Conditions
(Alexander's POV)
I stood by the window in my study, the moonlight casting an unforgiving glow on the polished wooden floors. My hands clenched into fists at my sides as I replayed the events of the day in my mind.
Eden leaving the medical wing without telling me. Ethan Gray at her side. The cold dismissal in her voice during our phone call. Each memory jabbed at my composure like splinters in my skin.
The knock at the door startled me, and when Dr. Morrison stepped in, his expression was unreadable. I already knew he had something to say, and my wolf stirred uneasily.
"You have a problem, Alexander," he started bluntly, shutting the door behind him without waiting for permission. His tone, usually measured and calm, had a hard edge tonight.
