Road To The Truth

The sun gently dipped below the horizon, casting a warm golden glow across the peaceful meadow where Xander and I sat side by side. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves of the surrounding trees, carrying with it a sense of tranquility. As I traced my fingers over the slight curve of my growing belly, a mix of emotions swirled within me.

"Xander," I began, my voice soft and contemplative, "I can't keep living in uncertainty. I need to find out who the masked man is, the one I shared that unforgettable night with. It's the only way I can truly move forward."

Xander's eyes met mine, filled with a mix of understanding and sadness. He had been my anchor, my confidant, ever since I arrived in his pack seeking refuge. The bond we had formed was undeniable, and the thought of leaving him and the safety of his pack pained me. But I knew deep down that uncovering the truth was necessary for my own peace of mind.

"I understand, Liliana," Xander replied, his voice tinged with a touch of melancholy.