THIRD PERSON POV

"Alpha Scott?" Elliot called.

 Scott turned towards the voice, his brows furrowing as he struggled to place the man before him. 

Elliot's appearance had changed so drastically since the last time they had met. The untrimmed and unkempt hair, coupled with the weariness in his eyes, made it difficult for Scott to immediately recognize him.

"I'm sorry, do I know you?" Scott asked, his voice tinged with skepticism.

Elliot sighed, realizing that his altered appearance might have thrown Scott off. "It's me, Elliot," he said, trying to offer a reassuring smile despite his tired demeanor.

"Beta Elliot of the midnight pack!" He uttered and that had left...