CHAPTER 62. MISSING

NATE’S POV

The night air hung heavy with the scent of pine and damp earth as I approached the shadowed outskirts of the pack house. The moon cast an ethereal glow on the ancient trees surrounding the territory, but I stayed low, blending into the darkness like a ghost. My heart pounded in my chest, a mixture of anticipation and nervous energy.

Silent as the wind, I navigated through the dense foliage, avoiding creaky branches and dry leaves that threatened to betray my presence. The backdoors of the pack house loomed ahead, promising entry into the heart of the territory. My breath hitched with each cautious step, hyper-aware of the consequences if I were caught.

I waited patiently at the backdoors of the pack house Scarlet had disciver and informed me about. We had been exchanging letters secretly and she kept me updated at every move. Like how she had witnessed Athena sneaking out the other day and used it to her advantage to forge a letter in her name for Xavier. That way Xavier w