Chapter 142

• Once it was finally night, Beta Sophia found herself draped in the comforting shroud of darkness, her eyes fixed on the world beyond her window. The silver orb of the moon hung high, casting a serene glow over the pack lands that lay sprawled before her. Patience was her silent companion as she awaited the return of Alpha Dimitri and Azalea. Sophia's heart, a tumult of emotions, never ceased its erratic dance, fluttering with every thought that crossed her mind. Where had Dimitri taken Azalea? Had they had sex yet? sealing a bond that Sophia longed for herself? Those were Sophia's jealous thought.
• Jealousy coursed through her like a venomous river, her gaze sharp as it traced the familiar paths and groves that Dimitri and Azalea have wandered. She wanted Dimitri's eyes to seek hers with the same intensity they found Azalea, but each glance that passed her by, each touch not meant for her, was a cruel reminder of her unrequited desires.
• Compelled by a restless spirit, Sophia walked away from the window, her form slipping through the corridors of the pack house like a whisper. Her mind was a storm of what-ifs and maybes as she meandered, her heart aching with the weight of secrets and silent confessions.