Mornings in the Silver Mane Pack were usually peaceful.
A quiet tranquility blanketed the surrounding lands as the first rays of sunlight awakened the forests and fields. Birds sang from the treetops, and the cool morning breeze carried the scent of dew and fresh earth.
Yet somehow, that serenity never seemed to cross the walls of the pack house. Within its grand estate, peace always felt just out of reach, as though the burdens carried by its occupants had long driven it away.
With no one else around, Alpha Victor finally allowed himself to breathe a little easier.
After washing up and changing into a fresh set of clothes, he headed straight for the study to await Kael and Leon.
Though he tried to appear composed, the anxiety gnawing at him refused to settle. He paced the room sever
