Calla’s POV
The journey back to the main cavern felt different than the tense descent hours earlier. Wolves who’d been watching with cold calculation now nodded respectfully as we passed. Some even stepped aside in a way that suggested deference rather than just basic courtesy.
Being recognized as the Chief Legal Counsel to the Tribunal apparently came with instant status upgrades in supernatural society. Who knew?
We were almost to the exit when a voice called out from behind us. “Alpha Drax! Wait!”
Kane tensed immediately, instincts probably screaming at him to protect against potential threats. But when we turned, the wolf approaching us looked more nervous than dangerous—a lean man in his mid-thirties with dark hair and Blood Fang pack markings on his shoulder.
Several Iron Fang m
