Chapter 200

Silvano’s POV I leaned back in my chair at Shadow Pack headquarters, the evening's twilight casting long shadows across my office. The scent of pine and forest that always accompanied our territory couldn't penetrate the glass walls surrounding me. My wolf paced restlessly within me, agitated by the prolonged separation from our mate. "Bring me some coffee," I told Chad without looking up from the documents spread across my desk. Quarterly reports from our northern territories showed promising growth, but I couldn't focus. Every few minutes, my thoughts drifted to Freya and our daughter Isabella. My chest ached with a familiar hollowness that had been my constant companion since Freya left. "Right away, Alpha," Chad responded, his voice carrying that careful tone my team had adopted lately. Minutes later, Chad returned with the steaming cup. I set aside the financial projections and picked up the coffee, giving it a gentle stir as I'd done thousands of times before. The moment I brough