Alaric

The journey back to my pack felt like walking to my own execution. Each step was heavier than the last, the weight of my failure pressing down on my shoulders like a physical burden. Dave remained silent beside me, but I could sense his unease. We both knew what awaited us at home wouldn’t be pleasant.

The sun was setting when we finally reached the Moonstone Pack territory. Elena was waiting at our house, pacing the floor of our private chambers. The moment I stepped ...