Author's POV
"Miss Elena!" Pack servants bowed respectfully as she stormed through the corridors of the David Pack's grand estate.
Despite the disapproval from both the Alpha's mother and sister, no one dared show disrespect to the woman their future Alpha had chosen as his mate—especially when Alpha Mercer treated her like his most precious treasure.
But today, Elena was different. The gentle smile that usually graced her features had vanished, replaced by an ice-cold expression that made even seasoned warriors step aside. She moved with singular purpose, ignoring the greetings, her wolf energy radiating danger as she headed toward a specific wing of the mansion.
One servant glanced in the direction Elena was heading and paled visibly. "She's going to Miss Queenie's quarters
