chapter one hundred and twenty-six

Birthday of Noah, one year...

Supreme Alpha's POV

The sound of Noah's incessant crying echoed through the room, piercing my ears and fueling my irritation. That child, who should have been my source of joy, had become a source of frustration.

"This child is always sick; something is wrong!" I shouted, feeling the anger bubbling within me.

Olivia, trying to soothe both Noah and my fury, muttered something about the healer and her assurances that the baby's condition would improve over time. I was not willing to accept that explanation.

"It's been a year since everything ended, and my son can barely walk... always with a fever, crying in pain. Something is wrong!" I growled impatiently, making my discontent clear.

Olivia, in her attempt to calm the turbulent waters, insisted on the healer's words, but I interrupted her vehemently.

"I don't care what that stupid old woman said. My son has been like this for several days, and she seems incapable of solving the problem. Maybe I should cut