Alpha Ethan stood with a drink in his hand, his arm loosely around Farah’s waist. He glanced around the thinning crowd once or twice—but only because Farah commented absently, “She must’ve gone home early. I think I saw her looking upset.”
Ethan didn’t even pretend to be concerned.
“She’s dramatic,” he muttered. “Always sulking when things don’t revolve around her.”
Farah offered a pitying look. “Well, I do feel bad. I hope she doesn’t do anything…rash.”
Ethan chuckled, sipping from his glass. “She’s not that unpredictable. She’ll be fine.”
And with that, he ushered Farah toward the car that would return them to the Foreland Pack. Not once did he look back. Not once did he ask anyone where his Luna had gone.
The next morning, a cleaning lady at the hotel knocked softly on a private room door. When there was no answer, she entered to tidy up—and gasped.
Ivy was still on the bed, unconscious. Her skin was pale, but her body was covered in a light sheen of sweat. Her breathing was shallow, and her temperature burned beneath her skin.
“Oh, Goddess,” the woman whispered. “Miss?”
Ivy stirred slowly, blinking groggily as if waking from a fevered dream.
“Do you need a doctor? I can call someone—”
“No,” Ivy rasped, struggling to sit up. “No, I’m fine.”
She wasn’t.
She gathered her composure and forced her body upright, every muscle protesting. She didn’t know what had happened to her last night. But she knew it had been real. Her wolf still trembled inside her, confused and needing something—or someone.
She left the room quietly and hailed a cab.
In the back seat, she found her phone tucked in her handbag. Several missed messages blinked on the screen—but none from Ethan.
Not even one.
Instead, her eyes fell on a string of messages from a name she hadn’t expected to see again so soon.
Alpha Vincent.
[I saw you last night at the alpha gathering, but you disappeared. I’m sure of it. Where did you go?]
[I tried to find you but I started feeling sick… damn it. It was strange.]
[Are you alright?]
[If you don’t answer, I’ll send my elite wolves to find you.]
[Also, I can’t wait weeks to get you out of Ethan’s Pack. I’ll give you a few days. After that… I’m coming to get you.]
Ivy's POV