Leaving The Pack! (You Don't Care)

Netayam's POV.

My fists involuntarily clenched, caught in the whirlwind of thoughts and memories from the recent conflict in my room with Kayla.

The echoes of the argument with Kayla, my mate, reverberated in my mind, creating an internal storm of troubling emotions.

In an attempt to break free from the worry that gripped me, my hand instinctively sought the tip of my nose, a subtle pinch signalling my desire to halt these relentless thoughts about her.

A question lingered in the air, laden with fear: "She won't leave the pack mansion, right? It was just a threat, nothing more?" My heart raced at the mere possibility of her leaving the pack for only Goddess knows where.

Despite the tension, my knowledge of Kayla's character prompted a decision. It was sensible to remain seated in my study room, allowing time and space for her to calm down; a pretence of control in the midst of emotional uproar, just as I desired.

Rising from the chair I sat on, I turned to glance behind me, taking in