Alpha Kayden – POV

Harris opened the car door, and I stepped out, heading to the other side. Heather was slumped over, asleep, completely drained from the test. I scooped her up, carried her to the bed, and tucked her in. Something about this felt off. I had just learned this woman’s name, yet here I was, tucking her in as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Back in my office, sleep, as always, eluded me. The nightmares of war never ceased—the cries of my fallen soldiers, the anguished wails of my parents, echoing endlessly in my mind. I forced myself to focus, opening Heather’s file...