The tension in the air was palpable as the team worked frantically to take down the media posts and track down whoever was behind the malicious attacks on Pon. Every keystroke and decision was made with caution, as no one dared to make a mistake under Sailub's terrifying presence. His mood was already on the edge of exploding, and one wrong move could set him off. Sailub's manager, sensing the alpha's seething anger, tried to approach him carefully, hoping to calm him down enough to let the team work without the weight of his fury pressing down on them.
"Sai," the manager said softly, cautiously. "We're handling it. I assure you, we'll get to the bottom of this. Let us work on it, and I'll update you with everything."
The alpha's sharp eyes shifted to his manager. As much as Sailub wanted to remain there, watching over everything to ensure no mistakes were made, his mind was restless. All he could think about was Pon—his Thana. The need to be with him, to sense his presence, was overwhelming. His mind was clouded with thoughts of Pon's scent, the warmth and comfort of the nest Pon had made in his room.
The manager saw the internal struggle on Sailub's face and, knowing the alpha was distracted, urged him to take a step back. "Go home, Sai. We'll find who did this, and we'll settle everything. Trust me."
It wasn't so much the words as it was Sailub's own burning need to be close to Pon that convinced him. He nodded, though his mood remained dangerously volatile. He left the meeting, his heart racing as he drove to his apartment, every thought consumed by the image of Pon, the scent of peaches that he craved to calm his mind. Sailub knew invading the space Pon had created in his room would be selfish, but right now, it was the only thing that could give him peace.
As Sailub reached his place, however, he was met with an unexpected sight. Nut was standing there, waiting for him with a composed, almost sophisticated air that immediately rubbed Sailub the wrong way.
"S-sai..." Nut stammered, trying to speak, but before he could say more, he was greeted with a low, dangerous growl from Sailub.
Sailub's eyes were sharp, cutting through Nut's pretense. "Nut, be honest with me. Do you have something to do with this?"
Nut's face paled. His mouth opened as if to explain, but no words came out. Sailub's fury was evident in every line of his body, his livid aura suffocating. Nut trembled, tears already forming in his eyes as he stood there, helpless under the weight of Sailub's anger.
"Nut," Sailub growled again, stepping closer. "Speak up! Of all people, you should know what I've gone through to make this work—for Pon, for us." His voice cracked with raw emotion, laced with both rage and hurt. "So tell me—do you have anything to do with this?"
Tears streamed down Nut's face as he looked up at Sailub, trembling under the alpha's intense gaze. He could barely get the words out. "I... I'm sorry," Nut whimpered, his voice barely a whisper.
"Answer me before I find out myself!" Sailub roared, his patience running thin.
Before Nut could respond, Sailub's phone buzzed in his pocket. He pulled it out, and a text from his manager appeared on the screen.
"Sai, we found him. You're not going to like it."
Sailub's eyes darkened even further as he read the message. His hands clenched around the phone, and the room felt as if it dropped several degrees in temperature. Nut stood there, frozen, knowing that whatever had just been discovered would only deepen the nightmare they were in.
Sailub stormed back into the meeting room, his fury barely contained. His manager and the rest of the team could sense the tension radiating from him—he was more livid than before. The weight of the discovery, the name that had been withheld, hung in the air like a bomb waiting to explode. The manager, visibly anxious, was dreading the moment he had to reveal who was behind the attacks on Pon. He knew what the alpha was capable of in this state and feared the consequences of letting the truth slip.
