"I don't know what is wrong with me," Mona said, pacing the room. Her usually confident demeanor was replaced with visible anxiety.
"Ever since Kimberly has been lying there lifeless, I should feel victorious… but instead, I feel so uneasy. Why do I feel like this?"
Her words were laden with frustration, and her restless movements mirrored the storm within her.
Alpha Derrick, seated in a nearby chair, looked just as troubled. "I feel it too, Mona," he admitted with a deep sigh. "It's not just the guilt. Something about her death feels... incomplete. After the sacrifice, her body should have disappeared. But it's still here. Why?"
Mona stopped pacing and stared at him. "Do you think this is a bad omen?"
Derrick shook his head, though his uncertainty was clear. "I don't know. But I'm hoping Heliandriak will have answers when we meet at the pack house."
