I'm In Love With Him

The room was dimly lit by the soft light of a bedside lamp, casting long shadows across Brad's face as he lay there, still and vulnerable. I tucked the blanket around him, my touch gentle. While my hands moved smoothly, my heart was heavy with the weight of the situation. He looked so lost, so different from the strong, confident Alpha he had always been. As I brushed a strand of hair from his forehead, I pressed a tender kiss to his forehead, my love for him echoing in the quiet room.

"Sleep well, my love," I whispered, my voice breaking with the sadness I felt. With one last lingering glance, I stepped away from the bed, my decision firming with each step I took. I couldn't let myself crumble under the weight of my feelings. I had to find out what happened, and Erin was the only one who could provide me with the answers I wanted.

As I stepped out into the night, the air felt heavy with the weight of my tension. The moon hung low in the sky, casting strange shadows across the familia