Ivy never liked me, but the news of her disappearance deeply affected me. The woods were a harsh environment, especially for someone like her who had grown up sheltered within the pack.
As a tribe-born individual, her situation was dire. Despite her past actions against me, I still felt compelled to help, even though her brother harbored animosity towards me, as I did towards me.
One day, I will surely get my revenge after clearing my name for what they did to me.
My heart softened towards Ivy when I saw how much Alpha Zion cared for and loved her, especially after he had saved my life. As I found myself alone for the first time in a while, my curiosity drew me to explore my new surroundings.
The house exuded elegance, prompting me to wonder if all the pack's homes were as luxurious. The living room, though not as grand as the packhouse, was still adorned with opulence beyond my wildest dreams.
