EDITING

Alwyn didn't say a word. He felt the pain of Zoila's words. Imagine killing your own mate for the sake of your family. What he was feeling now was not as painful as Zoila's.

"Did Zion know about it?" He asked.

Zoila extended her hand as if trying to reach the sun.

"Yes. He saw me kill my mate. My brother was looking for me that night because he didn't see me at the party. The cliff was one of my favorite places in our territory, so he came to search for me." Zoila answered.

"But if he's an Alpha of a pack, his betas and the rest of their pack members would definitely feel that something happened to him. How did you manage to fix that?" Alwyn asked, curiosity piqued.

A wolf pack's strengths depend primarily on the Alpha's powers and its Luna. When an Alpha dies, the pack would feel weak because the connection broke immediately.