Alpha Rolan’s POV

The weight of the world seemed to sit squarely on my shoulders as I packed the last of my clothes into a leather bag. I had made a promise to myself, no work, no distractions.

This time away was for Pandora, and for us. I couldn’t remember the last time I truly focused on my wife without letting my duties as Alpha interfere.

Our relationship, once a sanctuary, now felt strained, as though the walls of formality were rising between us.

Pandora had noticed, too. The way she looked at me lately, with a mixture of hope and sadness, tore at me. I had to fix this....