The Pack's Daughter (Aysel and Magnus) novel Chapter 176

**Midnight Letters by Daniel Crowe**
**Chapter 176**

In those days, Zenia had exited their lives with startling abruptness, leaving behind a silence that echoed in the hearts of those she once knew. No one had dared to reach out to her; it was as if she had drawn a curtain over her past, erasing every trace of it from her existence.

From Aysel’s viewpoint, the situation must have appeared grimly simple: Zenia had taken the money and vanished into thin air, never even stepping foot into the inter-pack academy. The very thought twisted Aysel’s stomach into knots, a wave of anxiety washing over her. How deeply disappointed must Aysel have felt? The weight of that unspoken sentiment lingered heavily in the air.

Now, as Zenia approached her, an envelope clasped tightly in her hand, she bore an apology that seemed to echo from the past. It resembled the one that had once changed everything, and Aysel, despite the storm of emotions swirling within her, found herself unable to refuse.

She understood that accepting the money would bring a flicker of happiness to Zenia’s eyes, a small comfort in the chaos of their shared history.

Yet, Aysel kept a crucial piece of her past buried deep within her heart: the original sum had been her own hard-earned savings, painstakingly amassed to escape the stifling grip of the Moonvale Pack. This was a secret she shared with no one, although Damon and Skylar were keen enough to notice the subtle shifts in her demeanor, piecing together the fragments of her unspoken truth.

After Zenia’s sudden departure, Aysel’s parents had visited the academy several times, their presence stirring a sense of panic among the students. A young wolf disappearing without a word—rumors spiraled out of control. Some whispered of tragic accidents, while others spoke of sinister abductions. Yet, Aysel, Damon, and Skylar had come to their own conclusion: Zenia had left on her own terms, a choice that resonated with a bittersweet clarity.

Damon had been furious, his anger palpable. To him, Zenia’s silent exit felt like a betrayal, a waste of Aysel’s unwavering care and loyalty—a bond that he held sacred among their kind.

The Moonvale family had taken steps to ensure that no allies would come to Aysel’s aid, hoping to tighten their grip on her life once more.

In those early days of uncertainty, Aysel had managed to survive through part-time jobs and discreet assistance from Skylar, who had secretly sent her a small sum to help her get by. Slowly but surely, she began to reclaim her footing in a world that had once felt so precarious.

She never once regretted her decision to forge her own path. Aysel had always believed in Zenia’s integrity; she was not the kind of wolf to run off with money for selfish reasons.

As she stood at the alumni gathering, her purpose was clear: it was not to interrogate Zenia but to see her, to confirm with her own eyes that she was alive, thriving, and well.

Aysel’s mind wandered back to that fateful incident at Mistyhowl Mountain, how Zenia had bravely sought out Damon, rallying support when she had found herself trapped. Each act of kindness Zenia had shown throughout their lives was etched in Aysel’s memory, cherished like precious gems.

Zenia, a diligent and resolute wolf, deserved a life filled with purpose and fulfillment.

Despite the hardships Aysel had faced, the Moonvale Pack had never been as harsh as Zenia’s family had been.

“Will you be staying abroad for a while longer?” Aysel asked softly, her heart lifting at the sight of her old friend, vibrant and full of life.

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