ALIONA’S POV
The moment the morning sun peeked through the drapes of my window, I knew today would demand every ounce of composure I had left. There was a strange tension in the air—a whisper of change, though I couldn’t quite tell if it was good or bad. I needed a distraction.
So, I made my way to the shopping mall inside the pack grounds. It wasn’t the grandest of places, but it was familiar—bustling with wolves from different ranks trying to get by, laughing, arguing, pretending life was simple. I wished I could do the same. I needed to clear my head before meeting Doctor Cater later. The old man had asked to see me urgently, saying there was something we needed to discuss. That alone was enough to twist my nerves.
I pushed a cart down the aisles, trying to focus on the essentials—he
