Peach’s Pov
The sound of my mother's tears pierced through me, each sob like a dagger to my heart. My little sister, her face a mask of confusion, hovered nearby. My father's pack members, usually a reassuring presence, now seemed lost and disoriented, scattered throughout the house. Some were gathered with my mom, offering what comfort they could. I stood frozen, unable to comprehend the reality unfolding before me.
"Dad!" I cried out, my voice thick with anguish. "Where are you, Dad?" I called again, my desperation mounting with each unanswered plea.
“Peach! Come here, child,” the lycan king's voice, usually commanding, now carried a tone of deep sorrow.
“Sir, where is my father?” I managed to choke out through my tears. “You were his best friend; surely you know where he is?” My wo
