Alpha Nathan's POV
A soft whimper, followed by a faint snore, pulled my attention away from the file in my hands. I glanced down, my brow furrowing at the sight of Lisa asleep at my feet, her head resting against the leg of my chair.
Her position was pitiful—curled up like a stray dog, as if even in sleep, she feared being scolded or kicked aside.
I exhaled sharply, my irritation mounting. This was unacceptable. I opened my mouth to yell at her, but the words caught in my throat. Her face, slack with exhaustion, was pale, the faint bruise on her neck from her earlier cut still visible.
My jaw tightened. Why was I suddenly going soft?
A knock on the door snapped me out of my thoughts. Before I could respond, the door creaked open, and James stepped in. His eyes immediately landed on Li
