Irina’s POV
Theia was a whirlwind of confusion. “He was jealous? But... why? Over who?”
I had no answers. Only a deep, unsettling ache that had nothing to do with my injuries. I couldn't stay here, drowning in his scent and unresolved turmoil. The doctor came later, pronounced me healing well, and with a nervous glance around the Alpha's room, gave me permission to leave.
I didn't wait for Aiden to return. I gathered the few things I had and fled back to the stark, cold safety of my maid's quarters. The tiny room felt like a sanctuary after the overwhelming intensity of his presence. Here, the air was still and smelled of dust and cheap soap, not pine and storm and tortured Alpha.
The following day, life returned to its grim normalcy. I was summoned to Julie's room to help her dress fo
