As I make my escape and turn the corner to my room, I run right into Carl. He catches me before I trip over myself and then suddenly the damn breaks. I start whimpering and crying, unable to keep my hurt inside any longer.
He leads me to the door and swiftly gets me inside, sitting me down in a chair and kneeling beside me. He takes my hands in his and lets me get it all out; all of my frustration, my anger, my sadness. I release it right into the hanky he hands me.
“Ms. Raven? Are you okay? What can I do?” he asks in a sympathetic tone.
“I just...I can’t take much more of this. He’s making this so hard,” I admit softly.
“The Alpha? I thought you would be happy to see him,” he remarks.
“I would be, if I knew he was staying,” I reply.
“Did he say he was leaving?” he asks me.
“Well...no. But it’s only a matter of time before he has to get back to his pack,” I tell him.
“He told you that?” he asks.