(Wyatt’s POV)
I'm in my office, pacing the floor, thinking over everything that was happening to Alex. This was so far out of my realm of normal I had no idea how to even begin helping him.
I haven’t told Lily yet because she’s finally beginning to come out of her funk and I don’t wanna set her back. Meanwhile, I’m still not exactly at the top of my game, either.
Oddly, I actually miss Elder Scott right now. How messed up is that?
I know I need to talk to someone who can actually help me. So I’m turning to the one person I’ve always turned to at times like this. I just hope he can, and will, help me.
I was so deep in thought that when the knock finally came to my door I d*mn near jumped out of my skin. For a second, I thought Ajax was gonna take over and tear into the person on the o
