Chapter 36: She's not her

Tyga's Point of View

I took a few moments to survey my surroundings and decided to visit my old office. I hadn't spent much time here after Anne’s passing. This old office was very much the same as before, except for a few subtle changes that I couldn't help but notice. The room that used to be saturated with my scent now smelled more like Griffin, which wasn't surprising with all the time he was now spending here. Also, my old desk, usually neatly organised, was now cluttered with scattered papers and forgotten cups of coffee.

Slowly, I pulled out the familiar leather chair, hesitant to sit in it. This chair had been the same one my father had used when he was alpha. I remember the first time I sat in here after his death. I had been so scared of what it meant to sit in his seat that wasn’t really meant for me and try to fill my brother’s Alpha position.

Apprehension again took root in my gut. I wasn't sure if I could even do it, not without my mate by my side. She had been there, h