Alpha Liam’s POV
Right before my eyes, everything was falling apart.
And the worst part?
I couldn’t even decide which disaster to handle first.
I stood by the window in my study, staring out at the restless movement within the pack grounds. I had taken the measures within my control.
Assigning guards to move more frequently than usual. Doubled the patrol to make work efficient. But the whispers spread like wildfire among the members.
They could feel the tension, the instability, the chaos and the worst of it all. I was there in the middle, helpless and hopeless.
Most times, I ask myself: Had I not lived my life before I met Jane? Had I not endured the pain before I met Jane? Had I not kept things in order before I met Jane?
But why? Why did Jane's disappearance throw me off bala
