Chapter 53 'What have I done to ourselves?'

• Alpha Alan moved with a dreadful aura like a tornado during the evening amidst an enthralling shower.
• The servants hid themselves either this or that way behind poles, near curtains or for that matter feigned as if work had occupied them in order to avoid catching his gaze. Because they knew that if they caught the alpha's eyes, they would not be able to see the next morning— on a good term.
• Alan comprehensively walked through the passageway and to his room as he himself didn't give a shit how his people were fretting from his presence. He just didn't mind it. As if the world didn't exist for him. His sorrows were all that he cared about.