After listening to Alpha Russell Morgan that fateful day, I made up my mind to accept his advice and do what my community thought was the right thing. Taking Kayla's hand, we entered the aircraft, concealing my bleeding heart behind my normal stoic facade.
When we arrived at Howling Haven, my sad emotions overwhelmed me. I watched Kayla undress before me, attempting to smile sultrily, but it felt as though I was observing one of my patients in the delivery room.
I tried to imagine my wife while I looked at her, but it was fruitless. Her provocative dance felt lifeless, lacking the passion and connection that only Thalia Greens could ignite in me.
"What happened to our bond?" Kayla asked, tears streaming down her face already.
