Ardan’s PoV

Piles of papers lay on my desk including reports on the available resources, criminal movements of the pack and internal conflicts. I rubbed my head, attempting to concentrate on the paper before me, but the only thing on my mind was Evelyn. Her words I heard earlier were so harsh that they affected me more than I would like to admit.

The sound of a knock on the door interrupted me suddenly. “Enter,” I said confidently and sat upright on the chair.

Josephine entered. Despite wearing an impassive face, her eyes were a little wide, observing the unorganised papers strewn on the desk and my unkempt appearance.

“You...