Chapter 90: The Alpha's Nostalgic Moments

(Sophia's POV)

As the sun slowly descended below the horizon, its fading light spread a warm, vibrant orange glow all over the vast expanse of the pack's territory. At that particular moment, I discovered that I was sitting next to Zavier's father, Adrian, by the campfire.

The flames danced and crackled, creating a mesmerizing display of movement and sound. Their radiant warmth enveloped the surroundings, casting a gentle glow that illuminated every detail of his weathered face. As the flickering light played upon his features, the intricate lines etched by time and experience became more pronounced, telling a story of a life well-lived.

As I gazed into his eyes, I felt a deep sense of wisdom radiating from his very being. The experience left me with a deep admiration for the individual who had cared for and raised my beloved Alpha.

"Adrian," I began, taking a momentary pause before continuing.

"There is something I would lik