The next morning, as the sun cast its first light over the estate, I stood on the stone balcony overlooking the courtyard. The pack had gathered below, their murmurs echoing off the mansion's walls. The weight of their anticipation settled heavily on my shoulders. They wanted answers, direction, and reassurance. They wanted their Alpha to lead them out of this chaos.
Taking a deep breath, I descended the stairs to address them. My steps were steady, deliberate, as I moved to the center of the courtyard. The pack’s chatter quieted, every pair of eyes turning to me. Their expressions ranged from worry to curiosity to determination, but all carried a common thread—faith. Faith in me.
“Brothers and sisters,” I began, my voice carrying across the courtyard, “I know the past few weeks have bee
