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Isla's POV

Aaron, usually so open and receptive, had erected a formidable barrier, blocking me from accessing his thoughts through our mind link. This unexpected obstacle sent waves of worry coursing through me, intensifying the unease that had settled deep within my core.

The invasion had been successfully thwarted, and our pack had captured the alpha of the opposing faction, neutralising the immediate threat. Yet, amidst the aftermath and the collective relief that permeated the air, Aaron, my trusted ally, had vanished like a ghost.

The once bustling safe room now held a haunting silence, broken only by the faint whispers of uncertainty that echoed throughout the chambers. Confusion and concern surged through my veins as I watched my pack-mates gradually disperse, like a pack of wolves scattering in the aftermath of a fierce battle.

It was then that Aaron's voice, laced with a solemn tone, reverberated in my ears. "Keep an eye on her, Luna. I have matters to attend to," h