Nova’s POV“No, I haven’t seen her. I just saw Giselle earlier, and she wasn’t with her,” Killian answered us, his brows furrowed as well. Drystan turned alarmed when he heard Killian’s answer. “What do you mean? Astrid had left for almost an hour ago. We were waiting for her to come back. She said she’s going to talk to Giselle first before meeting you.” I glanced at Drystan and Killian back and forth as worry etched itself across their face. “Astrid will be fine. She used to live in this Pack. She’s not going to get lost,” I joined into their conversation to ease their worries. We are inside the Silvermoon Pack, which is one of the most secure Packs in the world. What bad thing could happen to Astrid inside this Pack? However, Drystan didn’t listen to me. He stood up with an alarmed expression on his face. “Nova, stay here. I’m going to look for Astrid,” Drystan excused himself as he stood up and left before I could say anything. Killian also followed Drystan as he also fe

Killian’s POVMy eyes narrowed into slits as I stared at Giselle, who was looking anywhere else but me. I pulled her arm and raised it as I gripped her arm tightly until her skin had turned red. This successfully caught her attention. She finally looked at me with fear in her eyes. “Are her words true?” I asked her with menace laced in my voice. Giselle swallowed hard as her face turned pale in fear.“K-Killian, it hurts,” she winced as she stared at her arm, which was slowly turning red. “Answer me!” I demanded as I tugged her arm without any care that she was in pain. Giselle bit her lower lip as she looked at me with tears misting her eyes. “Are you seriously choosing to believe her words over mine?” She asked me, trying her best to act strong in front of me, but her voice still croaked because of the tears that she was trying to hold back. My brows furrowed, and my lips parted slightly as I stared at her. Honestly, I really don’t know who and what to believe anymore. That

Killian’s POVMy wolf grew restless as we searched around the forest without any lead or trail to follow. We are just blindly searching around the forest without knowing where to look for. I perked my ears up and heightened my senses as I ran across the forest, hoping to get a whiff of Astrid’s scent or hear her cries for help. The recent downpour made it harder for us to track Astrid. Not only did it make our path muddy and slippery, which made it hard for us to run and search around, but it also dampened all the other scents in the forest. The damp, earthy aroma masked any other discernible scents, frustrating us even more. There was nothing we could smell aside from the strong, earthy aroma that permeated the forest. This proved my nose as an unreliable guide in the wake of the rain. I had no choice but to focus my senses on my hearing. However, even that also proved unreliable to follow. The sounds of crickets and birds chirping in the air made it hard for me to find the

Killian’s POV“Don’t worry,” I held Giselle by her shoulders, seeing how much she wanted justice for Astrid. “I had already asked for an investigation. Our Pack Warriors are already investigating what happened.” Giselle sighed in relief. “I hope there’s no one out there planning to harm Astrid and her child,” she muttered with her brows bent downwards and with her hand pressed to her heart. Drystan, who had been silently listening to our conversation, suddenly scoffed. “If any of you really cared about Astrid, you wouldn’t have caused trouble for us. If it wasn’t for that rumor you exposed, we wouldn’t bother to visit your Pack.” Giselle bit her lower lip in shame as she averted her gaze from us. She must have felt bad now after seeing how much damage her words had already caused. Although she wasn’t repentant of her actions even after I caught her and forced her to take back her words, she still never meant any harm to happen to Astrid. She must have done that to turn awa

Drystan’s POVMy knees turned weak as the realization that Astrid was going to die threatened to overwhelm me. I had to lean against the wall for support as my mind reeled with the cruel finality of the doctor’s words. I shook my head, refusing to accept this. “There must be another way. We can’t just wait for her to die!” I insisted. The Doctor placed a sympathetic hand on my shoulder as if he had already expected reluctance from me. “Even if by some miracle she managed to push through, her health might still deteriorate once she wakes up,” he paused the unspoken words hanging between them. “She might not be able to handle the news that she… miscarried,” he finally uttered. I took in a sharp breath, and my eyes widened at his horrible news. “W-What?” I stammered as my breath left my lungs. “I’m sorry, Alpha, the child did not make it. We did the best that we could to save the child, but with the injuries that Miss Astrid had suffered and with her wolf’s weak condition,