Roman

I let her go, watching her walk to the kitchen to get food before returning to my office. There’s another plate of food waiting for me in my office, the breakfast plate having been removed while I was talking to Samantha. I need to remember to thank my pack for looking after me on these days. I know it’s hard for them, feeling my grief. I try to shield it from them as much as possible, but as their Alpha, there’s no way to shield it from them completely.

I ignore the food and pour ...