Alpha Maddox POV
“How am I sure you are not working with Alpha Dean? Is this a test.... Or do you speak the truth.. truth,” she hadn’t finished her statement before she fainted.
The night was cold and unforgiving as I carried Carmiltha's sister on my shoulders, her frail form barely registering the weight upon me. Her earlier words echoed in my mind, questioning whether this was a trap, a test, or the truth. The uncertainty in her voice had been palpable, a reflection of the torment she had endured at Alpha Dean's hands.
As we made our way back to our pack's territory, I couldn't help but feel the weight of responsibility pressing down on me. I knew that trust would be a fragile commodity for her, and I had to prove that we were not her enemies.
Leaving Alpha Dean's territory had been
