Kylian’s POV
I stared at Della’s retreating figure with helplessness, feeling hollow in my chest where she unknowingly reaped my heart out and left me bleeding.
I sat in the chair in the room for who knows how long, just reflecting on all the pain I had caused her and the grave mistake I had made yesterday. I regretted not the night we shared but that I had taken action at the wrong time.
“Alpha, how…” Henry came in and opened the door without warning, which brought me back to reality. However, I was probably looking so down, especially after I removed my mask, that he was left speechless.
He pointed inside the room and outside a couple of times as he tried to find the words creeping from the back of his tongue. “I saw Princess Della coming out, and I thought… I thought something might finally happen between you and her…”
“But it seems I was wrong?” he asked, face filled with caution.