Chapter 135 Call For Help

• Callista’s POV
• Moonlight spilled across the fancy balcony of the alpha’s house, turning my long dress into something sparkly. I paced back and forth, pondering the decisions to make, my heart pounding gently against my ribs. Torn between two alphas. I have to choose between the two, and at the same time I have to think about the fate of the Midnight Mirage pack, my father’s pack, which I have upheld for the past few years.
• Pushing their flaws and mistakes aside and considering their positive side. On one side, there was Tristan Logan, the strong and ruthless Alpha, or, let me say, a beta, who offered me safety when I came into this pack. He gave me a haven after the betrayal I suffered back at the Wolfsong Dominion Pack. Maya, my wolf, whined deep within me; she wanted and craved for him every day and night. Tristan is a good man and a worthy leader. Before the storm, his earthy scent calmed my anxieties—a steady presence I craved then. But a tiny flicker of something was missing—a spark that refused to ignite.