Elsa
I held Adam’s face in my hands, tears streaming down as I tried to wipe away his pain. "No, Adam, you’re not a monster," I whispered, my voice trembling with emotion.
"You didn’t lay waste to lands, you didn’t destroy lives. The wolves in your territory aren’t suffering. You just wanted order, and you went about it the only way you knew how." My fingers brushed against his tear-streaked face, trying to console him, but his grief was deeper than anything I could soothe.
Adam shook his head, refusing to accept my words. He bent down slowly, his shoulders heavy with the weight of his despair, and pressed his head gently against my belly. His arms wrapped around me tightly, and he began to weep, his tears soaking through the fabric of my clothes.
I stood there, stroking his hair, hel
