Third Person POV
Derek sat down at his study desk, watching the sun shining outside, the children playing and shouting out with hoots of laughter, and felt the gentle breeze as it came through his open window. It was a beautiful day, but he was depressed and it was showing. He sighed. He was the Alpha of The Crimson River Pack for goodness sake. A prestigious position. Not only that but he'd attended Lindsey and King Julian's wedding a month ago and she'd looked stunning. He'd been able to give her a quick update on how the pack had been running and she had been well pleased, but firm that she didn't need to come back. The pack was his. Would always be his, Lindsey had assured him. He'd had a lot of growing up to do, but he and Lindsey had remained firm friends and he was genuinely happy
