Camilla's POV
The night had deepened, It was wearing out so fast, stretching into an abyss of stillness and lost hope. I had thought, perhaps, that Xander would change his mind. That maybe, just maybe, he would realize what he had left behind—what he had abandoned—and return to the pack.
But nothing.
Not a glimpse of his scent, Not even a trace of him.
The pack was unusually quiet, too quiet.
The vacuum he left behind felt thicker than I had imagined.
Theo and Elijah were still in the infirmary, they had almost recovered. Their injuries were mostly healed now, but they remained there, resting. Fenris had been with them all alone; I had left them minutes after they went inside, the healers asked to be excused, and we couldn't even get the information on what had happened to them.
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