Gamma Levi, ever attuned to her moods as her bonded Gamma—the one meant to stand beside the Luna when her mate failed—could feel the weight of her sorrow.
He sensed how she was slowly retreating into herself again, the walls going up, the light dimming. And though fury burned inside him each time Beta Greg strutted into her office with his cruel smirk, he was powerless to act. Addison wouldn't let him.
She always stopped him before things could escalate, especially when Beta Greg made it clear he was willing to strike. To protect her Gamma from harm, Addison bore every barb, every humiliation alone—silently choosing pain over risking someone else's safety.
The emotional torment dragged on until, for reasons unknown, Beta Greg finally pulled back after a week. But by then, the damage had already been done. Addison was mentally drained, worn down to the point where all she wanted was to walk away—from the relationship, from the pack, from everything.
