Aria's POV
We arrived at a spot in the forest. I slid from Denderick's back and looked around.
The campsite was simple, nestled within a small clearing surrounded by towering trees. The ground was mostly dirt with patches of grass, and a few large rocks were scattered around, making for makeshift seating. In the center, Alpha Denderick had set up a small fire pit with stones arranged in a circle to contain the flames. However, the flames in the pit had been killed, leaving only charred wood.
Nearby, there were several rolled-up blankets and a leather satchel, likely containing supplies.
Alpha Denderick turned to me, his eyes gentle. "Are you hungry?" he asked.
I blinked, confused. No one had ever asked me that before. Slowly, I nodded, unsure of how to respond to this unexpected kindn
