Chapter 25 Alpha's Arrogant Brother

• The evening sky blazed with the fiery hues of the setting sun, casting a golden glow over the majestic walls of the Silver Claw Pack Castle. At a window of the top floor, a tall and imposing young man with a princely appearance stood, holding a crystal glass of whiskey in his hand.
• He raised the glass to his lips and took a sip, closing his eyes tightly as a furrow creased his brow. It wasn't the strong taste of the whiskey that made him close them but rather, the thoughts swirling in his restless mind.
• For hours, he had remained rooted to that spot, lost in contemplation and unable to shake off the memory of her face. When he had first laid eyes on the poorly dressed girl with an injury, he had immediately contacted Mrs. Lucille through a mind-link and instructed her to take the girl in.