Chapter 259: Renounced

Drystan’s POV

“Alpha, where’s Nova?” The Omega asked as soon as I entered the Pack’s cafeteria.

I glanced over to the table, where two plates lay waiting. One was carefully arranged for me, the other set for Nova, but it felt more like a cruel joke than a meal. The two sets of meals were a stark reminder of her absence.

As I stared at the untouched food, I was reminded again of the scene I’d witnessed — Nova with Michael, sharing laughter and food, their connection effortlessly and bright. It twisted something inside of me.

My stomach, once grumbling with hunger, now churned uncomfortably. It felt heavy, as though a weight had settled in my chest, squeezing out any appetite I had.

“Alpha, where are you going? Are you not going to eat?” The Omega asked, concern lacing her voice as I turned to leave.

“I just remembered that there’s something I need to deal with,” I replied, my voice strained, betraying my inner turmoil.

I glanced back at the freshly heated meal, and guilt crept int