Alexandra's tears flowed freely, her shoulders shaking with silent sobs. "I don't know," she admitted, her voice breaking. "I don't know how to fix this, how to make it right. I just know that I love you, and I'm so, so sorry." Each word felt like a plea, her desperation palpable as she sought forgiveness from the man she had wronged so deeply.
The Commander and the warriors stood in silence, their expressions unreadable. The weight of the moment hung heavy in the air, the consequences of Alexandra's actions rippling through the wood like a stone cast into a still pond. The warriors, once her allies, now held their distance, their loyalty to the pack outweighing personal bonds. The stillness was deafening, the tension almost tangible as they awaited the next move.
