EAMON'S POVMy heart raced as I continued my desperate search for Isadora, her scent lingering in the air, leading me deeper into the forest. I couldn't bear the thought of losing her, not when she held the key to my throne. The prospect of finally finding her filled me with both excitement and anxiety."She can't be far," I muttered to myself, my breath visible in the cold night air. "I can feel her presence."The chase had taken an unexpected turn, and I knew that time was of the essence. With every step, the connection between Isadora and me grew stronger.As I followed the trail, I came across a man who seemed to be in a hurry. His eyes darted nervously as he spotted me. He had a look of triumph in his eyes, as if he held the key to my salvation, and before I could say a word, he blurted out, "You're Eamon, the soon-to-be Alpha King, right?" He said it with a smirk.I nodded, trying to contain my impatience. "Is there a problem?"The stranger's smile widened, and he crossed his arm
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