Merikh’s POVThe war room was empty after Vance left to inspect the southern garrison. I was still sitting at the edge of the slate table, staring down at my hands, the blood-stained scout badge resting just inches away.I had lost track of time but Thomas had returned but didn't say a word but only simply stared at me. I could feel his eyes on me, probably trying to read me.He knew the signs. He could see the tension pulling at my shoulders, the lingering agitation of a wolf that refused to settle down."You haven't slept, Alpha," Thomas said, breaking the silence."Sleep is irrelevant right now," I muttered, rubbing the back of my neck."This isn't about Caleb's scouts," Thomas pressed quietly, stepping closer to the table. "It's about what happened on the rooftop. Your wolf didn't just surge, he broke your control. And you haven't spoken of it since."I let out an exhausted breath, running a hand through my hair. "I don't know what to do with him, Thomas. He is restless. Every tim
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