Raya’s POV

I was numb as I walked down the path that led to the packhouse. If it were possible, I would have avoided it for as long as I could, but it was time to face reality.

My fingers tightened on the doorknob, and I took a deep breath, preparing myself before I twisted it and pushed it open.

I was greeted by a living area filled with people wearing gloomy faces, their eyes teary as they stared at me.

I felt hands on me, patting my shoulders until one whispered to me. “We are sorry, Luna; the alpha is dead.” I barely acknowledged the words with a nod...