Bella's POV
After carrying Zack upstairs to his bedroom, I tucked him under his covers and prepared a mug of warm hot chocolate. The trembling in his small hands finally subsided as he sipped the sweet drink, his eyelids growing heavy with exhaustion.
The terror that had consumed him was too overwhelming for me to press him with more questions. Yet the mystery of his reaction to Hugo continued to gnaw at my thoughts like a persistent ache.
When sleep finally claimed him, I quietly slipped from the room, leaving Chloe to keep watch over him. A heavy sigh escaped my lips as I descended the staircase, my gaze falling upon Tara and Leah as they chatted animatedly with the three alphas.
