CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

Alpha Noah's pov

The room felt smaller now, almost like it was closing in. In truth, everything was closing in on me.

The air hung heavy, almost like it wasn't there. I just couldn't breathe, no matter how hard I tried. My head rang dizzy, my thoughts spun, my heart ached.

My thoughts closed in too.

And they hit hard at my conscience, digging into my heart as a shovel dug into dirt. Hurting me more than pure silver ever could. As they yelled back and forth, screaming at me how I had a hand in someone's death by being too strict. Too unemotional. Too cold. Too self-absorbed. With no concern for anyone else. Only concerned if they followed the rules or not.

I had felt only my title was important. Only doing my job was significant. And only ruling with an iron fist was democracy.

And it stung me more because it caused the death of a loved one.

And a loved one of someone I loved.

I had murdered the same woman I would have introduced myself to. The same one I would have gone to later on; t