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Chapter 38

Author: Charlie Walker
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-10-20 15:25:06

Tibet's POV

I found him in the study.

The door was open. He was standing by the window, staring out at the darkness. His shoulders were tight. His hands were clenched.

I knew that posture. I'd seen it a hundred times before. It meant he was barely holding it together.

"Alpha."

He didn't turn around. "She saw it."

"Yes."

"She's scared now. More scared than before."

"She's human. She doesn't understand what she saw."

"None of us understand what's happening." He turned. His eyes were dark. "Tell m
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