ALICE POV
I woke up the next morning feeling more rested than I had in days. The sun was streaming through the curtains, and the sounds of the pack going about their morning routines filtered into the room. Alex was already up, his side of the bed empty but still warm.
Stretching, I got out of bed and dressed quickly. As I made my way downstairs, I found Alex in the kitchen, talking quietly with Luna Angela and Ilaria. They all looked up as I entered, their expressions a mix of concern and relief.
“Good morning,” I said, trying to sound more cheerful than I felt.
“Morning, Ali,” Ilaria replied with a smile. “How are you feeling?”
“Better,” I admitted. “Still a bit shaken, but better.”
Luna Angela stepped forward and took my hands in hers. “We’ve decided to hold a pack meeting today.
