Chapter 50: A Sister's Silent Plea

A Sister's Silent Plea

I opened my mouth, ready to say something—anything—to break the moment when—

A sharp knock at the door shattered the quiet.

The sound was abrupt, firm, and urgent, cutting through the warmth of the morning like a blade. I stiffened, every muscle in my body locking into place. So did Alexander.

For a second, neither of us moved.

The air between us, thick with the remnants of the night before, turned heavy with something else. Something uncertain. My heart, which had been basking in the intoxicating pull of his presence, skipped a beat at the tension now crackling in the silence.

Then, a voice—soft, hesitant, yet insistent—drifted through the door.

"Luna?"

My breath caught in my throat.

It was one of the omegas. A young girl, her voice edged with nervousness but laced with purpose.

"Forgive me for disturbing you," she continued, her tone hushed yet urgent. "But… Seraphina wishes to see you."