Chapter 149

• Later that night, in the quiet intimacy of their shared space, Alpha Dimitri and Azalea sat together. The flickering candlelight cast shadows on the walls, creating an atmosphere of uncertainty and tension. Azalea caught a glimpse of Dimitri's distant expression and sensed that something was amiss. Concerned, she gently prodded, "Dimitri, what's wrong? You seem troubled."
• Dimitri hesitated, his jaw clenched as he wrestled with his inner turmoil. "I'm fine, Azalea," he murmured, his voice strained. But Azalea knew him well enough to recognize the facade of calm he was trying to maintain. She reached out and touched his hand, giving him a reassuring squeeze.
• Their eyes locked, and in that moment of vulnerability, Dimitri's lstoic facade cracked. "Is my love not enough, Azalea? Have I given you any reason to doubt or regret being with me?" His voice wavered with self-doubt, his inner fears laid bare before her.