Chapter 65: The Silent King
We walked into the mess hall together.
The room was crowded. The smell of bacon and coffee filled the air. The pack was eating in shifts before heading back out to the construction site.
The moment Victor stepped through the door the chatter stopped.
It was instantaneous. forks froze halfway to mouths. Mugs were set down with care. Every set of eyes locked onto the Alpha.
Victor ignored the tension. He held his head high. He walked to the food line with Lyra cradled in one arm. I walked beside him.
"Good morning," Victor said. His voice was low but it carried to every corner of the room.
"Good morning Alpha," the pack murmured in unison.
They were terrified of him. They had seen him kill without mercy. They had seen him rise from the dead. They did not k
