Xaden stared at Anna.
And then... at each one of them.
His eyes swept over Nanny Nia, who wouldn’t meet his gaze.
She simply stood with her fists tightened by her side and glaring at Anna as though she was going to strangle her in any split second.
Fiona, whose lips were parted like she wanted to say something, but she couldn’t.
Erik, whose fists were clenched too tightly at his sides.
And Loren, whose usual sarcasm had gone eerily quiet.
Anna’s words still echoed like an aftershock in his chest.
She sneaked out of the forest.
She didn’t even think of her baby.
She ran away from the pack.
Jasmine... left?
That didn’t make sense. That wasn’t her.
Not the Jasmine that he had come to know.
None of these even made any sense.
Not the one who had looked at him with such fear and fire.
Not the woman who had cried in his arms like the world was too heavy on her shoulders, but still refused to let go.
"No," he said quietly, his voice brittle. "She wouldn’t."
Anna turned to him, her expression already painted with hurt, concern, and just the right amount of trembling outrage.
"Xaden," she whispered, her voice gentle now, wrapping around his name like silk. "I didn’t want to be the one to tell you, but... it’s the truth. We all saw the signs. She left in the middle of the night. No one even knew she was gone until
He stared at her, confused.
No anger yet. Just a cold, numbing disbelief.
"But why?" he murmured. "Why would she leave?"
Anna stepped closer, reaching to take his hand.
"I don’t know. Maybe she was scared. Maybe she didn’t want the responsibility. Maybe..." she lowered her voice, eyes darting to the others as if making sure no one interrupted, "Maybe she never really wanted to stay."
Xaden pulled his hand back — not harshly, but enough.
His chest tightened.
Something wasn’t right. He didn’t know what. But his gut was twisting, and his instincts—still bruised and tired—began to stir.
"She didn’t say anything?" he asked, eyes moving to Nanny Nia. "Not a word to anyone?"
Nanny Nia opened her mouth. Closed it. Looked to Erik. And that was all Xaden needed.
He turned sharply. "Erik."
Erik flinched like he’d been struck.
"You were out there. You found Kire. You brought Marro. But somehow Jasmine was missing and you conveniently left her. Tell me exactly what happened."
Erik’s jaw tensed.
"Xaden..." he began.
"Don’t ’Xaden’ me," he snapped. "Tell me."
Another silence passed — this one shorter, heavier.
"How the hell did this even happen?" Xaden asked angrily looking at everyone.
He was so furious that he barely felt his pain anymore.
"A pregnant woman who doesn’t know anywhere around us. Who has never been out of this pack or even her home pack. You let get out on her own?! In the fucking night?! And you let that happen?!"
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