80.
Raven
Two days had passed, and there was still no sign of Salt. The absence weighed heavily on all of us, but Norman seemed to carry the burden more than anyone else.
He had been moving up and down, barely sleeping, juggling the responsibilities of an Alpha while also searching for his missing Beta. Despite everything he was doing, the elders of the pack were already on his neck, pressuring him to choose a new Beta. Their cold-heartedness baffled me.
Damn!
How could they be so heartless? Salt had not been found yet, and all they could think about was replacing her like she was some broken piece of furniture. Instead of standing by her side, they wanted to erase her presence, pretend as if she never existed.
It was disgusting.
I hated them for it, especially that one elder with
