Chapter 278. The Studio Apartment

I studied his face, the raw emotions flickering in his eyes. This was not just a man seeking redemption—it was someone trying to make peace with a lifetime of regret. 

And while part of me wanted to argue, to tell him that running away was not the answer; that he could stay and make up for what he had done and help stand by his little brother, I also understood. 

Sometimes the weight of one’s past was too much to carry in the presence of those it affected. 

“I think you’re wrong though, Storm,” I finally said, my voice soft but firm. “Zach may have done an amazing job, but that does not mean he did not need you. Everyone deserves a second chance to make things right. Running might seem like the answer, but if darkness is coming, would it not mean more to fight for the pack you once abandoned? To protect what's left?”

He titled his head, a faint smile playing on his lips, but it did not quite reach his eyes. “You know, you’re kind of wise for an omega.