In the following days, Alpha Frank was by my side, taking care of me.
Each morning, he would wake up early and prepare my favorite breakfast, a stack of fluffy pancakes with fresh berries on top.
But as I looked at the food, all I could think of was the video I'd seen. The sweetness of the berries seemed bitter, and I could barely force a few bites down.
He'd ask about my day, share some trivial news from the pack, or recall old memories.
But every word he said was laced with doubt in my mind.
I knew, deep in my heart, that it was all a lie.
Alpha Frank, sensing my foul mood, had taken me to an exquisitely elegant restaurant in an attempt to cheer me up.
The place was a riot of blooming flowers, their rich fragrance permeating every nook and cranny. Soft, soothing classical music
