Barrett's POV
When we entered Alaric's office, I instantly noticed that something was off. It was rare to see our Alpha so frustrated and angry. Initially, I hoped I was mistaken, but his commands and the way he spoke to us made it clear that Alaric was struggling with something and venting his anger at his pack.
I couldn't believe my ears when he asked about the crops. Last year, we had already discussed it and knew our yield was lower than we needed. We had agreed that if we used it carefully, we could feed the castle and still have enough left for the peasants to take care of themselves and their families.
However, Andreas understood that arguing with him was pointless, so he agreed to carry out the task Alaric assigned, even if it meant going hungry and risking the deaths of the pea
