94: For Greater Good

Alexa “What do you mean, Jack? Why are you apologizing?” I furrowed my brows, but Jack kept rubbing his face over and over. “I fucked up, okay? I admit it. Please forgive me. But I did it all for our goal.” Jack was still rambling, his words stumbling. His hands anxiously rubbed his reddened face. “What is this about, Harlow?” I asked Harlow. He jerked his chin toward Jack. I turned back to the man kneeling on the wooden floor. “Jack?” “I was the one who told your arrival to Alpha Gabriel. I know, I know, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Please forgive me. I’ll do anything to make up for it.” Jack pressed his palms together, his back bowed low. “Oh, no…” I inhaled sharply, breath caught midway. I stared up at the ceiling and raised both hands into the air. The weight of everything exploded before my eyes and scattered into meaningless dust. With a long sigh, my body slumped into the chair. My back fell against it, as if holding myself upright was the heaviest task in the world. “That night you dr