Kieran came up the mountain alone the next day at noon.
No Alpha pressure.
No commands.
Even his footsteps were quiet, as if he was afraid of disturbing something sacred.
Garrett wasn’t with him.
Neither was Theron.
Neither was Nadia.
He carried a document folder in one hand.
His face was pale and drawn.
Bloodshot eyes revealed a man who hadn’t slept all night.
He stopped in front of me.
Then slowly crouched down.
For the first time in three years, he lowered himself to my level.
“Sera.”
His voice was hoarse.
“I found everything.”
“The original records. The forged reports. It all matches.”
“I know.”
“Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”
I met his gaze.
“I did.”
“Three years ago, the first thing I said after waking up was that Nadia cut the rope, not me.”
“Did you believe m
