~Third Person's POV~

Two Hours Earlier...

The gates of Stonefang Pack territory swung open to reveal a figure no one expected to see again.

Hazel stood at the entrance, her honey-blonde hair perfectly styled, wearing an elegant emerald dress that hugged her curves. She looked nothing like the broken woman who had fled weeks ago—she looked composed, beautiful, and utterly terrified beneath her carefully crafted mask.

The guards at the gate immediately drew their weapons.

"State your ...