Chapter 106

Ethan's POV： I sat in my hotel room, surrounded by empty bottles, the scent of liquor saturating the air around me. Since being denied entrance to Joseph Miller's gathering and enduring Father's subsequent verbal lashing, I'd been drowning myself in alcohol. Lawrence Sterling, Alpha of the Northstream Pack, had berated me for hours about the opportunity I'd squandered, demanding to know if I understood how many influential figures had attended the event. His words had barely registered. All I could think about was Victoria. I'd been drinking since yesterday, falling into a cycle of drinking until unconsciousness took me, then waking only to reach for another bottle. Sobriety meant facing my regrets, and I couldn't bear that weight. "How could this happen?" I mumbled, my voice slurred as I poured another glass with trembling hands. "It's impossible... Victoria... Victoria..." My wolf, Leon, whined pathetically inside me, equally distraught at losing our potential mate. The bond we could