Chapter 171

• It was finally night, the moon casting a pale glow over the pack territory. Azalea was retreating to her chamber, her mind filled with thoughts of her lost love, Alex. Suddenly, as she passed by a dimly lit corner, a strong hand covered her mouth, preventing her from making any noise.
• "Shhh... Don't shout. It's me, Alex," the familiar voice whispered. Azalea's heart skipped a beat as she turned to face him, her eyes wide with disbelief. She had thought he was dead, but there he stood, looking more alive and healthy than ever.
• Questions flooded Azalea's mind, but before she could voice them, Alex gestured for her to follow him. He explained that they needed to talk in private, away from prying eyes. Despite her hesitation, Azalea sensed an urgency in his voice and agreed to accompany him.