THIRD PERSON POV
Ezra walked straight off the training field without looking back, and the warriors parted around him in uneasy silence while the tension that Alpha John had stirred up still hung thick in the air like smoke after a fire.
Declan followed him without needing to be told, and the two of them climbed the steps into the packhouse together while the murmurs started behind them.
Ezra pushed open the door to the Alpha office and stepped inside, and the moment the door shut behind them the noise of the packhouse faded into a dull background hum that felt almost unreal after the chaos outside.
The office still smelled faintly like old wood and paperwork, and the afternoon light stretched across the desk where Ezra had been working earlier.
For a few seconds neither of them spoke
