Chapter 92

Aisha's POV I stood by the window of Thomas's office, staring out at the quiet hospital courtyard below. The sun filtered through branches of the old willow tree, casting patterns of gold and shadow across the concrete. It should've felt peaceful. But inside me, there was only storm. What would Simon see when I told him? The mate he marked? Or the wolf destined to tip the balance of the supernatural world? I didn't hear the door open. I only felt it—the shift in the air. That bond between us humming like a live wire, tugging at my ribs. He was here. I turned slowly to find Simon standing in the doorway. His usually calm eyes looked tormented, and for once, his Alpha confidence was nowhere to be seen. He closed the door behind him, his gaze never leaving mine. "Aisha," he said softly, voice thick. "I came to apologize. In person." I stayed near the window, my arms folded, heart rattling inside me. He took a tentative step forward. "I was wrong to keep the hospital offer from you. I conv