Chapter 161. Jealousy

I immediately headed to our room; it had been a long time since I enjoyed a soothing bath or simply rested. The truth is, I feared sleeping, afraid of being dragged into another session of torture by the shadows. Whenever I closed my eyes, my soul echoed in despair, experiencing that unbearable pain—it was simply overwhelming.

I sighed deeply as I locked the door, allowing myself the luxury of sinking into the bathtub filled with fragrant salts. I let myself sink, surrendering to relaxation, while mentally reviewing the Beta's information. Furthermore, I knew the Alpha was right; none of this seemed right. How did Oliver manage to enter such a well-protected labyrinth? Was his entry allowed?

I reflected on this, rubbing the skin marked by scars that told stories of every battle since the first encounter with the wolves, since the first glimpse of Harvey, so arrogant back then.

“Not that it has changed.” I smiled, shaking my head.

At the moment, I felt extrem