Alexander
I had spent the last few weeks walking the fine line between keeping my pack intact and wondering just how long I could keep pretending everything was fine. It wasn’t. I could feel it.
The wolves had become... different. Subtle signs at first—hesitations when I gave orders, the whispers that stopped when I entered a room, the way their eyes would flicker toward the door when they thought I wasn’t looking.
I wasn’t a fool. I knew the pack was restless, uncertain. They didn’t trust me. They trusted Liam, even if he seemed to push it off, they couldn’t ignore him. Not when his influence was growing stronger by the day.
I leaned back against the wall of my office, staring out the window, fingers tapping against the cold glass. I could see Liam talking to some of the younger wolv
