Chapter 82

Alaric’s POV

My footsteps echoed down the dim coordinator and the sharp pain I felt every time I walked down this part worsened with every step. It hurt as hell as I approached Alana’s room, was it the guilt or was it something else? But, she’s guilty, isn’t she?

Apologizing was the least I could do after the punishment she had to endure. At least not as Alaric the leader but as Alaric the friend she does deserve an apology from me. As I neared her door, the murmur of voices reached my ears. Curiosity enveloped me and I took hurried steps to the door and placed an ear on it. A tinge of jealousy gripped me as I heard the voices in there. Why do I always find these two together but worst off, why do I feel jealous? I’m already engaged to the beautiful Ava.

The familiar voices of Alana and Jordan welcomed so many unwelcome feelings and thoughts inside of me.

“What could they possibly be discussing?” I could hear voices but I couldn’t just make sentences out of them. I paced back and