I headed straight to my room, sat down at my desk, and set my sandwich aside as I began scrolling through my phone. When I located Alpha Gideon’s number, I decided to give him a call.
"Hello," he answered, his voice steady but tinged with concern.
"Alpha Gideon, it’s Madison Stevenson," I introduced myself, doing my best to sound more composed than I actually felt.
“Madison! It’s wonderful to hear from you. How have you been?” His tone softened with genuine warmth.
“I’m doing fine, but I need to talk about something troubling. Are you really considering going to war with Alpha Axel?” I asked, my heart racing at the thought of escalating tensions.
“He kidnapped you from my pack,” he replied, disbelief creeping into his voice.
“Did Peter and Martha put you up to this?” I probed,
