Third person POV
Sofia sat in Alpha Brandon’s study, her hands fidgeting with the hem of her shirt, her mind spinning with regret. Vaden had stormed out, his rage palpable, leaving her frozen in place, unable to follow him. She was too terrified of what he might do—and even more terrified that she had been the one to trigger it.
Her thoughts spiraled into worst-case scenarios. What if she had unleashed a bloodbath? Maybe she should have kept her mouth shut. She wasn’t sure what to do next—she didn’t even know if there was a next step for someone like her. She had been struggling to think of a plan when the sound of soft, confident footsteps broke her train of thought.
The door creaked open, and a stunning she-wolf in her forties strolled into the room. Her floral dress swayed elegantly
