ALEXANDER
If his wolf was truly active... and everything in me said it was... then leaving him alone in a corridor full of my pack would have been irresponsible.
I walked ahead without checking if he kept pace. I didn’t need to. I could hear him. The rhythm of his heartbeat had shifted from panic to something tighter, more restrained. Controlled fear. Confusion. It echoed faintly behind me as we moved through the hall.
The scent followed too.
By the time we reached my office, I had already begun ordering my thoughts. This required precision. No assumptions. No emotion.
I pushed the door open and stepped inside. I moved behind my desk but did not sit immediately. I waited until Roman entered fully.
He stood there, uncertain.
“Sit,” I instructed.
He obeyed.
That alone told me someth
