Alpha Azriel
My wolf has been mourning, her quietness should also have given me a clue but between studying, working, and dreaming of escaping this place, I hardly noticed that.
“Only his… right thumb,” the delta says, after a pause, sounding slightly uncomfortable. Had I been a normal werewolf, I would have retched out my breakfast, but being a doctor helped me to throw up on the delta’s expensive suit.
“Only his thumb?” I reiterate dumbly. He nods. I blink and lean back into the couch.
When silence stretches on for too long, the delta says, “Well, there’s a request that beta Kaizen had made.” He pauses, expecting me to ask something, but I am not. I just want my brother back.
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