P.O.V. King Alpha Julian
After the difficult conversation I had with Sofia, she left my room on the pretext of taking the dinner tray to the kitchen, and even though I knew this was just a way for her to get away from me, I didn't mind.
She needed space and so did I.
Using the mental link, I asked Caleb to reinforce security near the pack house and sat back in my armchair, trying to digest everything that was happening.
Suddenly, I heard the sound I'd never expected to hear.
The creaking of the metal gate, which I had seen my mother open so many times and which, since her death, I had never allowed anyone to dare open. I know it's strange, but it was a way, however distorted, of preserving her memory.
When she died at a very young age, a few days after my father had also died, I had
