Isabella stood frozen, staring into space, her mind racing.
A misunderstanding...? What was she talking about? Our separation has always been vague, strange.
She closed her eyes, thinking fast.
Diana said "I've been told"... So it wasn't her fault. Who, then?
"Who really knew what happened? It surely wasn't Miria... She had just arrived at that time. Marlie? No. Axel? Unlikely. Ray? Even less so... Gale? Too honest for that. So... Klaus?
An image then flashed through her mind: Klaus.
Close to Diana. What if he knew something?
What if he was the one who had orchestrated all this from the shadows?
Isabella clenched her fists. "I'll talk to him," she whispered.
She took a step toward him, but a deep, harsh sound cut her off. A deep, solemn horn had just sounded through the woods.
All the whispers ceased.
Eyes turned toward the source of the sound. The Alpha was arriving.
A silence fell, heavy, almost sacred.
Gale raised his head, his gaze somber.
"He's here."
Everyone changed their minds, instinctively adopting a straight, respectful posture. This was no longer the time for personal quarrels or suspicions. The entire pack was about to hear words that would perhaps change their destiny.