= Amara =
So… that was his brother.
The realization hit me a second too late, settling in my chest with a strange weight. I hadn’t known he had a brother. Or maybe I had—somewhere in the back of my mind, buried under half-heard rumors and unfinished stories—but I had never really known it.
Then again, what did I actually know about him at all?
Very little, if I was being honest. Just whispers passed between packs. Speculation wrapped in caution. A reputation built more from silence than truth. I had taken the time to study the Veyrath pack—its structure, its territory, its history—yet somehow overlooked the one person at its center.
The Alpha himself.
It felt careless now, almost foolish. As if I had prepared for the land but not the man who ruled it.
My thoughts drifted back to the
