Chapter 12

Alexanders pov.

As I stepped out of the cell, my mind was filled with a whirlwind of emotions. Olivia's eyes haunted me, pleading for me to believe her innocence. But something didn't feel right about the whole situation. I couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to the story than what we had been told. I made my way to my office, my footsteps echoing in the empty hallway. I could hear the distant howls of my pack members outside, a reminder of the chaos that had erupted within our once-peaceful community.

As I settled into my leather chair, I looked at the two photos on my desk: one of my late wife Cassandra and the other of Olivia. The two women who had captured my heart in different ways were now gone from my life in tragic circumstances. I couldn't help but feel guilt for not being able to protect them both.

But as I stared at their images, a thought crept into my mind. Cassandra had died in childbirth, and why now were people saying that they had seen Olivia in her room h