Nathan POV
A week after I first arrived at the Royal pack, Beta Evan came to Claire’s room at the top floor of the clinic.
“Sir,” he said, greeting me while I sat at Claire’s side.
I could see the concern on his face as soon as he took in the state of me.
And I had to admit that his concern was understandable.
I’d lost weight from stress and lack of sleep, and I hadn’t shaved in days. I knew I looked nearly as rough as I felt.
“Yes, Evan,” I said, glancing up at him. “What is it?”
“The election results are in,” he said, stepping into the room but stopping just inside the doorway.
“You’ve won, sir.
“You’re the new Alpha President.”
I didn’t react for a moment.
My first instinct was to think, Who cares?
After all this time, all the world and effort that went into my long, extend
