Chapter 81

The night was festive, as the evening breeze rustled gently through the hearing trees of the Winterblood forest. The cold air gently brushed the face of Luke, the Alpha, who stood still at the edge of the forest. His eyes were glued to the star-filled night sky, but his mind was far away. The outward calmness he displayed was at odds with the storm raging in his heart.

By his side, Rebecca stood with a growing sense of unrest. Since the last few hours, her husband had seemed more reserved than usual. His every move, from the way Luke stared at the sky to his cold demeanor, made Rebecca even more curious.

"What's wrong with you, Alpha? Why have you been so quiet?" Rebecca asked softly but with concern. Her voice was almost a whisper, but still clear under the silent night sky.

Luke turned his head, staring at his wife for a moment. He tried to mask his anxiety with a faint smile, but it failed to hide the emptiness in his eyes. "I'm okay. There's nothing for you to worry about, Rebecca