Chapter 179 Hundred And Seventy Nine

• DEREK’S POV
• I watched as Alpha Ryan staggered into the kitchen, his movements shaky, like a man balancing between rage and despair. He went for the sink, poured himself a glass of water, and yet his hand trembled so much that half of it spilled onto the counter. He looked miserable, restless. His hair was a mess, his eyes looked tired with dark circles.
• I leaned against the doorway, arms crossed, trying to control the frustration that was building inside me. I hated seeing him like this. The once untouchable Alpha Ryan, reduced to a shell of himself.