Chapter 86

*Trevor's POV*

The dim light of the desk lamp cast a warm glow across the cluttered room as I sank into the worn-out chair. The creak echoed the heaviness settling in my mind. Papers strewn about, a chaotic reflection of the turmoil within. Alpha Draxler's unexpected presence in the mansion hung in the air, an unwelcome guest in the corridors of my thoughts.

Leaning back, I allowed my fingers to trace the edges of a notebook, the textured cover worn from countless contemplative moments. My mind, a labyrinth of worries, echoed with the distant voices from downstairs, where my father, Alpha Aaron, engaged in a conversation that had my nerves on edge.

I knew Draxler sought information on Sergio, the elusive figure haunting our territory. The tang of apprehension lingered as I replayed the words exchanged between the alphas. What wounded Sergio was a mystery, a puzzle piece missing from the narrative Draxler sought. His interest unsettled me, a predator circling an injured prey.

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