ALPHA KYLIAN'S POVI stared at the map spread out on the table before me. On the map, there were ink lines, marking territories and boundaries. Why didn't I think of this place before? I had a feeling that Lorraine would be here. It was a hidden pack, far away from mine. It was outside the country's borders. I just didn't believe she could have wandered that far on her own. Who dropped this map here? An anonymous person must have dropped it to give me a clue. I never had the map before. For the first time in a long time, I felt hopeful. I could finally see her again. But there was one thing that made me disappointed - I couldn't go to that pack, not without being stripped off my title. Leaving my pack to enter that territory would strip me of my title as king. I would no longer be Alpha Kylian; I would become a Stray. Alphas were forbidden from associating with certain areas, and this was one of them. The consequences were severe, but the need to see Lorraine, to know for sure, was

ALPHA KYLIAN'S POVLeaving at night seemed to be the most practical decision. That way, people wouldn't notice me too much. At night, the pack’s activities slowed down, and there were fewer eyes to witness me leaving. As I packed the last of my belongings, I couldn't help the mix of emotions I felt inside me. A part of me was excited - I mean, I was going to see Lorraine again. It had been four years and I'd thought of her ever since. Another part of me felt doubtful - what if she didn't want me? What if she couldn't forgive me? If she couldn't forgive me, I would hate myself. I was determined to do anything to make her be mine again. I know it wouldn't be easy but I was willing to do whatever it took. The door creaked open, and Molly stepped in. Her eyes were red and puffy. She had been crying. I fought the urge to roll my eyes. “Kylian, you’re really leaving?” she asked. Her voice trembled as she spoke. I nodded, zipping up my bag. “I have to. There are things I need to figure o