As the afternoon sun painted long shadows across the Alpha Prime's residence, his loyal attendants bustled about, diligently cleaning and tidying every corner. The air was filled with the scent of lemongrass, creating a soothing ambiance that contrasted with the emptiness and solemnity of the house.
While they cleaned shelves and moved books around, quiet conversations started as they worked. Soft spoken words spread like wavy lines of mist, wrapping around their thoughts as they shared their guesses about Chandria. She had always caught the interest of villagers in Howling Peak, the subject of gossip, going from a regular werewolf to suddenly becoming the destined partner of the Alpha Prime in a brief span of time.
"What do you think happened to her?" an old lady leaned over, talking q
