Arthur Pov
As I entered my office, the thoughts from the discussion with Father and Reyes still plagued me.
The unknown variables left me feeling conflicted and overwhelmed. My mind was racing with countless questions, each more pressing than the last.
Who was the white wolf?
What did the rogue wolves want from it?
Why is it so important to them?
It felt like my head would explode if I didn't get the answers right this second.
" Well, you don't have to think about it so much then," Havoc said sarcastically.
Havoc's sarcastic remark didn't help alleviate the stress I was feeling. I rubbed my temples, trying to ease the tension as I retorted, "This is no time for jokes, Havoc."
Havoc spoke to me calmly yet firmly, saying, "I just want to point out that things don't have to be
