Chapter 117

Maya's voice was laced with a mix of disbelief and nostalgia as she settled onto Naya’s bed, watching the maids bustling around the room. 

"I can't believe Naya is married...I mean, I'm just now realizing it," she said, her words trailing off as if she was still trying to wrap her head around the reality.

Hazel's response was patient, her tone a gentle reminder. 

"You've said this like a hundred times, Maya. She's still within our pack, and we can go see her anytime we want.” Maya nodded absently, her eyes fixed on the maids as they carefully packed Naya's belongings into boxes.

Hazel's instructions to the maids were crisp and efficient.

 "Please start taking these to the car. Lucas will take them to Naya. The rest should be in her closet because this is still her suite." The maids scurried to obey, their movements a testament to Hazel's organizational skills.

As the room slowly emptied of Naya's possessions, Maya's gaze lingered on