Chapter 35

Enzo’s POV

I wandered the pack house, trying to clear my head after a long day. I had been feeling restless lately, and I couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off.

As I turned a corner, I saw Tricia sneaking around the bedrooms. She looked nervous and fidgety, and her eyes darted back and forth as if checking to ensure no one was watching.

My instincts immediately went on high alert. What was Tricia doing here, and what was she hiding?

I crept up behind her, trying to be as quiet as possible. I didn't want to startle her, but I needed to know what was happening.

Tricia's eyes snapped up, and she froze, her hand hovering over the door handle. She knew she was caught. “Enzo?”

I stepped forward, my eyes locking onto hers. "What are you doing here, Tricia?"

Tricia's face paled, and she took a step back, trying to put some distance between us. "Enzo, it's just...I'm just looking for something."

I raised an eyebrow. "At this tim