After the meeting concluded, Damian allowed Theo and the others to guide him through a swift tour of the pack. They showed him the warriors’ grounds, the training fields, and the outer farmlands, where workers bowed low in reverence at the sight of the infamous Alpha. Rina walked at Theo’s side, her presence calm and graceful, while Jihoo and Matt kept a respectful distance, observing every detail with sharp attention. The elders, eager to impress, spoke proudly of the improvements under Theo’s leadership.
Damian, though quiet, missed nothing. His sharp eyes studied every corner, every bowed head, every whisper. By the time they returned, his silence alone had weighed on everyone more than words could have.
That evening, a modest feast was prepared in his honor. The kitchen bustled with
