Chapter 166. Shadow of His Former Self

Issahil's POV

I hesitated outside the door of Alpha Elihas bedroom, contemplating going in or just going back out. But then, the door opened and a familiar face stepped out.

“Phena?” I called the name of the elderly servant I'd usually work with back when I used to live in moonville pack, before Alpha Elihas, my grandfather had sold me off to Alpha Logan of Nightshade pack to be his slave.

“Issa, dear,” the woman spoke with a warm smile, which I returned. Her face seemed to have more wrinkles than I'd remembered them to have and her eyes were dim and lacked much life.

The sound of vigorous coughing came from inside and Phena glanced back at the door worriedly. “Umm, I was about to go get him some water. You are here to see him?”

“I don't know,” I blurted out honestly and she smiled, placing a hand on my shoulder. 

“He is umm, really sick… He is dying actually.”

I felt a tug in my heart at this information but then I sco