Jax's expression was a mixture of relief and concern as he gently removed his hand from my face. His voice was filled with sorrow as he began to recount the horrifying events that had unfolded in Moonstone Manor.
"Hallie, I can't believe you're still alive," he whispered, his voice choked with emotion. "They came in the dead of night, a group of rogue werewolves led by a ruthless alpha. They attacked us without warning, overpowering our defences and slaughtering anyone in their path. It was chaos, Hallie, sheer chaos."
Tears streamed down my face as Jax continued to share the gruesome details. My heart shattered at the thought of the destruction and loss of our pack. The weight of my guilt pressed heavily upon me, knowing that I could have fought alongside them.
"But why, Jax? Who would
