“His heart held love, fierce and deep, Yet wounds ran dark, and trust ran steep.” The guards led Selena down the dim stone corridor, stopping in front of a heavy iron door that led to her father's cell. As she stepped inside, her gaze fell upon Alpha King Albert, seated on the cold stone floor, his hand chained to the wall. He was gazing upward, his eyes fixed on a slice of the bright sky visible through a small, high vent. For a long, tense moment, Selena could only stare, her face unreadable, though there was a storm of emotions within her. She lowered her gaze, feeling shame settle over her. She wanted to speak, to break the silence with words of apology or explanation, but none came. As the sound of the prison door opening echoed in the cell, her father turned to meet her eyes. She braced herself for the anger, the disappointment she thought she'd see in his face—but what she saw shook her. His gaze held only pain, sorrow, and profound sadness. The guards shut the door with
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