10

Scott

My leg jumps nervously as I’m sitting in one of the cold chairs made of plastic which are affixed to the wall. The sterile hallway of the hospital is full of scurrying nurses, stalking doctors, people visiting with sorrowful expressions hidden behind forced smiles, and patients trying to get a few steps taken carefully as they spend too much time in bed.

And still, it seems so lonely.

Leaning my head back against the wall, I take a deep breath and close my eyes. My father is the strongest wolf I know, and due to that perception, I always imagined him to be indestructible.

Even after Jax’s death, which he encountered while saving my father’s life, my heart still repudiated the thought that my father could have left us as well.

It seemed so far-fetched to me as he was invincible for me. I suppose that I never lost the childish admiration for him that a son has for his father naturally when he is an important and strong figure in your life.

“Alpha,” a calm voice disrupts my