Bella's POV
We spent time exploring the surrounding area, but nothing seemed out of place except for the tree that appeared to be withering in an odd pattern.
Beyond that peculiarity, everything appeared perfectly normal.
The children ran around playing, though each time one of them climbed onto the swing set, an uncomfortable feeling settled in my stomach.
Hugo refused to push any of the swings when the kids asked. His discomfort was obvious.
I watched him constantly clearing his throat and running his fingers along the back of his neck throughout our visit.
Alpha Jack remained puzzled, standing there with a confused expression as he tried to understand why this location held any significance.
Once our examination concluded, we made our way back to our vehicles.
"Bella, I've organized a dinner gathering for you and your children, and I was hoping you would join my family and me," Alpha Jack announced.
I agreed to his invitation with a nod.
