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Sophia’s POV

The next morning, I woke up with a sense of dread that had settled deep within me. The events of the previous day, the bombing of the Wolf Hunter Organization's headquarters, and the uncertainty of Alexander's safety weighed heavily on my mind. I reached for my phone, my heart pounding in my chest, hoping for a message or some news that would ease my worry.

But as I checked my phone, there was nothing—no missed calls, no messages, no updates. I knew that Alexander was involved in a dangerous mission, and I couldn't bring myself to call him and potentially jeopardize his safety. Instead, I decided to call Tyler, hoping that he might have some information.

As I dialed Tyler's number, my hands trembled with anticipation. The phone rang, and with each ring, my anxiety grew. Then, to my relief, Tyler answered.

"Sophia," I greeted him, my voice filled with worry. "Where are you? Why haven't you been answering my calls?"

Tyler's voice sounded hoarse, and I could hear exhaust