Elara;

I swallow hard, my tears making my sight blurry, “W-what….ab-bout Malicia?” Forcing my throat to speak.

Alpha Arthur goes mute, just looking at me. Why is he not saying anything to me? Does he want me to collapse before he will decide to speak up?

“Elara,” he takes my right hand into his. “I’m sorry for not carrying out my duties properly as an Alpha. Please forgive me.”

“Why?” I whisper. “I mean, why should I forgive you when you’ve said nothing to me? What is there to forgive,” trying to snatch my hand away from his hold, but Alpha Arthur held tightly.

“Malicia was stabbed by Alpha Drakon,...