Chapter 84

• Adrian's POV
• Since Isla’s fall from the cliff and her subsequent disappearance, my world had crumbled. The days blurred together into an endless cycle of emptiness and despair. The once unshakable determination I had held as the future Alpha of the Black Mountain Pack had faded, replaced by overwhelming grief. Somehow, everything felt meaningless without her and impossible without my father's guidance.
• I drowned myself in alcohol, hoping to numb the ache in my chest. But no matter what, every breath I took brought back memories of her, reliving every smile, and every laugh. The ache in my chest was unbearable, and the constant reminders of her absence gnawed at my sanity.