ELISA'S POV.
I followed Azrien through the quiet hallways of the pack house, still catching my breath from the experience in the woods. Every step we took echoed softly in the empty corridor, a reminder of how alone we were in that moment. It was late, and most, if not the whole pack, must have gone off to sleep.
It seemed like we were the only people still awake in the entire pack house. I expected him to lead me back to my room, where my things were, where I felt safe and familiar—but instead, he stopped outside his door.
“This is… your room?” I asked, blinking at him in surprise.
He nodded slightly, a faint smile tugging at his lips. “Hmm… this is where we’re going to talk.”
I frowned, confusion twisting my stomach. “Talk? Azrien, we could… we could talk in my room. I mean, it’s pr
