Chapter 119

VALERIA’S POV The pack house was alive with celebration, but I felt nothing. A small welcome party had been arranged for the new pack, and while most of the pack members were busy enjoying the festivities, I was left behind—forbidden from attending. Dimitri’s control over me had only tightened in the past few days. Keeping me occupied, limiting my movements, making sure I was constantly within his sight—it was suffocating. I hadn’t even had a chance to meet the newly arrived pack. Not that I cared about a party, but I needed to see who was arriving, to observe, to find out if they were potential allies or enemies. But none of that mattered at this moment. Not when Elijah was still missing. A deep sense of unease coiled inside me like a living thing. Where the hell was he? Elijah wasn’t someone who just vanished. He was our anchor—the one who always kept us together, who reminded us that survival meant sticking together. He wasn’t reckless. Every move he made was calculated, thought out