Third POV
Alpha Kyan left his room, his mind a turbulent sea of confusion and suspicion. He walked through the silent halls of the pack house, the shadows cast by the moonlight playing tricks on his eyes. His thoughts were a cacophony of doubt and fear, centered around the woman who had been his trusted companion and the strange occurrences that had been plaguing him.
He arrived at his grandmother's room, hesitating briefly before opening the door. The soft creak of the hinges seemed unnaturally loud in the stillness of the night. He stepped inside and walked slowly to her bed, seeing her peacefully asleep. For a moment, he considered leaving, but he knew he needed her advice as soon as possible. He gently tapped her shoulder.
She shifted but didn’t wake up. Frustrated, he tapped her s
