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Chapter 112

VESTA'S POV

Seven days. Seven agonizing days since Alpha Theodore had told me to be patient, that the search party would find Dom. But patience was a luxury I didn't possess. Every sunrise felt like a punch to the gut, every sunset a reminder of another day wasted while Dom remained missing.

I couldn't take it anymore. The pack center, once a haven, felt suffocating. The concerned glances, the hushed whispers – they all chipped away at my already fragile resolve. Packing my bag felt like a betrayal, a rejection of the life I'd built here, the home I'd found.

Ellie, my ever-reliable patrol partner, found me by the window, a half-packed duffel bag at my feet. Her normally bright brown eyes were clouded with worry. "Lila," she began hesitantly, "what are you doing?"

I forced a smile, the gesture feeling brittle on my face. "Just packing a few things," I mumbled, avoiding her gaze.

"Are you leaving?" The question hung in the air, heavy with unspoken fear.

"I..." I trailed off, unab
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