The next morning, I got jolted awake by the sound of my phone ringing nonstop.
My weekday alarm hadn’t even gone off yet, but I already had a bunch of missed calls. Curious and half-asleep, I checked — every single one was from John.
Oh no. Did something happen to the White Moon Pack?
I quickly opened my usual app, only to find a pile of complaints flying around. Something had happened to Robert, the Alpha of the Cave pack—and it all went down last night.
Even now, there were still headlines about him. Nobody took the news down. More and more people were piling on, slamming him left and right.
The Cave pack hadn’t released any statement. It was almost like they already gave up on their own Alpha.
I remembered they had another Alpha candidate… Alice Harris. I’d met her o
