KELLY THOMPSON'S POV

My heart thundered against my ribcage, a wild drumbeat echoing the turmoil within. Standing at the threshold of the royal palace, I gazed out upon the land I had vowed to protect, the wind whispering secrets of an impending storm. The decision that lay before me was fraught with peril, one that could alter the very fate of my family and our people.

Alpha Biansky's pack, a shadow that loomed over us all, threatened the peace we had so painstakingly rebuilt. The Old Wolf, ...