I stood at the top floor of the Claw Pack’s tallest building.
In front of me was a huge window, giving a full view of our territory—everything we owned, all in one glance.
The weather was perfect today. Just like the day I first saw Ella.
It was at one of those usual tribe banquets. Lots of wolves chatting, some from way different packs. I left early.
That first time I saw her, she was kind of trapped in a corner. A guy stood in front of her, cocky as hell, tilting his chin like he owned the place.
“Brown doesn’t even look at you. You trail after him like a puppy. Why not give me a shot instead?”
I frowned. Honestly, anyone hearing that would wanna punch the guy.
But Ella didn’t even blink.
She set her plate down with this smooth grace. That pure white dress she w
