Emma's POV

　　I stood in front of the Alpha with a stern expression, a mask for the apprehension I felt inside. I looked up from the papers on his desk, his eyes narrowing as he took in my determined demeanor.

　　"So, Emma, what brings you to my office?" he asked, his voice firm but with a hint of curiosity. "I assume it's not about rejoining the pack?"

　　My eyes were locked onto his, my gaze was unwavering. "No, it's not about rejoining the pack," I said, ...