Alpha Derrick walked into the sterile hospital room, his shoes clicking softly against the tiled floor.
The faint sound of medical equipment beeping filled the air.
His eyes fell on Alpha Darwin, lying frail but awake, his eyes slowly scanning the room.
At first, Derrick hesitated by the door, observing the older man. His thoughts swirled.
*He looks so weak, so vulnerable. Perfect. If I play this right, I can get him to tell me what I need to know about Kimberly. He must know something.*
A sly smile crept across Derrick's face, but he quickly replaced it with an expression of concern and relief as he approached the bed.
"Thank goodness you're awake," Derrick said warmly, sitting down on a chair next to the bed.
"I always knew you were a fighter, Alpha Darwin. You're too strong to let this take you down."
