After finishing my breakfast, I went upstairs to get dressed. The morning light streamed through the packhouse windows, creating a warm atmosphere as I prepared to head outside. The crisp air invigorated me as I sought out Caleb and the warriors scattered around the territory.
While the air buzzed with chatter, I sensed confusion about the pack's structure. Conversations revealed that, despite no designated head warrior, each member reported directly to Caleb. Their trust and interconnectedness shone through, even without clear leadership.
I found it incredibly unfair for Caleb. In addition to his demanding responsibilities as Beta, he had to oversee all the warriors, a burden that felt too heavy for one person. To help, I surveyed the clearing behind the construction site and marked an
