187: We Have A War Ahead.

André’s POV

I looked at Olivia with sad eyes. She pushed me away gently and rolled the other way, and I watched her body shake gently as she sobbed softly.

My heart shattered. I didn't want to leave her like this. I reached out a hand to touch her, but she shrugged it away.

I sighed. I had my answer. I left the room and shut the door gently behind me. In the hallway, I gave a soft sigh. There was nothing I could do now. I had the let her heal by herself.

"Alpha? We are still waiting for you."

Pierre poked his head out from a door that was two rooms away from Olivia.

I nodded and walked towards him. I had to do my duty. It was the only way that I could help Olivia. That bastard had to be crushed.

I walked into the room, and grim faces glanced at me as I assumed my position in the middle of the room, at the head of the table.

Sephora stood to my right, pale, and Pierre stood protectively next to her. I had never seen him so grim, either.

To my left was Gregory, one of the associates