Atticus' P.O.V.
When Eloise refused to let me into the room, I knew that things were not as I had imagined.
If it were the first few years of us getting to know each other, she would definitely be very happy when I said that. But now, her eyes were full of vigilance.
I even suspected that she would turn into a wolf and throw me out.
I only realized now that she was not throwing a tantrum. She really did not want to see me.
I did not want to believe this, but I had to face reality.
"Time will change a person, and the things you've done will also do the same." The wolf made a sound that was similar to a laugh in my mind.
"But you've never believed it. You're an alpha, and you're good at other things. But why are you like this here?"
I could not be bothered to say anything more to him, so I turned around and looked at Chasel.
