Selena’s POV
I expected to see the same desperate, begging look he was carrying a few hours ago.
But that look was gone.
His eyes were cold, tired, and incredibly hard. The sadness was still there, hiding deep down, but it was covered by a heavy wall of pure resolve.
He stood up straight and he honestly looked like an Alpha who had finally reached his limit.
"Theo," I said quietly, my voice shaking a little.
"You asked for me," he replied. His voice was very steady, quiet, and firm.
I twisted the white hospital blanket in my hands. My heart was beating so fast it hurt my healing ribs. "I need to explain my choice to you and tell you why I am leaving."
"You don't have to explain" he interrupted and his tone left no room for argument. "I already know you're leaving with your brothe
