Chapter 16:Ancestral Traditions

(Alexander's POV) Frustration coursed through my veins as I paced outside Scarlett's territory. The night air was cold against my skin, but I barely registered it. My wolf, Mason, restlessly prowled beneath the surface, agitated by our inability to reach Scarlett. I'd tried everything - mindlinks, phone calls, even having Jason reach out through different pack members. Nothing. She remained infuriatingly unreachable. "Still nothing, Alpha?" Jason asked, his voice tight with concern. I shook my head, staring at her darkened house. We'd been here nearly an hour, and there wasn't a single sign of movement inside. "She's blocked everyone from the Amber Pack," I growled. "And apparently the Winter Pack too." Jason shifted uncomfortably beside me. "Perhaps she's already left for your family's mansion? Maybe she decided not to wait for an escort." The suggestion made Mason snarl with irritation. The idea that she would deliberately evade me to attend my mother's lunch invitation was ex