H A I L E Y
The door opened and Liam stepped inside, his expression a mixture of apprehension and guilt.
He stopped at the foot of the bed, not daring to meet his father's eyes. "Dad..."
Dominic's gaze was heavy. "Look at me, son."
Liam slowly lifted his head, his own eyes brimming with unshed tears. The sight of my husband, pale and bandaged had clearly shaken him but the force of Dominic's command was undeniable.
"I'm... I'm so sorry, Dad," Liam choked out. "This is all my fault. If I had just listened to you, to Mom... if I hadn't been so blind—"
"This is not about your guilt, Liam," Dominic's voice, though still rough, carried the full force of an Alpha's command. "Guilt is a luxury we cannot afford, son. This is about judgment. Your judgment was clouded by a pretty face and hone
