#Chapter 197: Formal Notice

Olivia The muted glow of a solitary lamp flickered, casting shadows that danced across the walls of our cozy living room. At the heart of the room sat Nathan, his brow furrowed in deep concentration. Various sheets of paper lay scattered around him, evidence of multiple unsuccessful attempts to draft a letter. With each crumpled draft, he grew increasingly agitated. The pen in his hand trembled with every stroke, and with a frustrated sigh, he set it down, rubbing the bridge of his nose. I watched from the doorway, sensing the weight of responsibility pressing down on him. As his shoulders hunched, I could see the mantle of the Alpha, a title he wore both with pride and with the inherent burdens that accompanied it. I tiptoed into the kitchen, deciding to brew some calming chamomile tea to soothe his frayed nerves. The aroma of the tea filled the room, acting as a gentle, olfactory balm. I approached him, setting the cup in front of him. “You’re pushing yourse