Alpha Prince Ron's POV
Dalton stood opposite me, his eyes wide in shock. Yes, I mirrored his exact reaction a few hours back.
My father was a murderer, and I knew how that felt like, much more than anyone ever could. But I wondered if Dalton would feel the exact same emotions I felt after finding that out. I highly doubted that.
Living with the information that his father was killed by the person who was supposedly his best friend couldn't have been easy to grasp.
"I'm so sorry, Dalton. I really am", those were the lamest words of comfort but I uttered them regardless.
In all my years of knowing Dalton, I had never seen him stunned speechless as he was today.
His heavy breathing was all I heard in the quiet study for quite a while.
Giving him the space he needed to process the info
