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Alana’s POV

Adam stood tall over me, his eyes looking at me with a mixture of concern and curiosity.

“Alana? What are you doing out here so late and all by yourself?” He asked me, his voice gentle yet firm and filled with suspicion, before he reached out and pulled me back to my feet.

“I… I couldn’t sleep. I had to take a walk to clear my head.” I lied, hoping he would buy it. I didn’t have to tell him the truth; it was none of his concern.

Adam raised an eyebrow, giving me a skeptical look. He didn’t look like he believed me one bit, but I didn’t care. He had been kind and supportive from the moment I arrived back in the pack, and I had even begun to see him as a good friend, but things had changed since our last confrontation at the arena. Adam had distanced himself from me completely.

Whatever reason he had, he never quite mentioned it. But I couldn’t blame him. Adam had always been loyal to Kai, and he probably saw me as a bad distraction.

“walk? At this odd hour? What kind of wal