Keith’s POV

This wasn’t supposed to happen.

None of it.

The night before the ceremony, I sat at my desk until dawn, the documents spread across the table like the blueprint of my future. I rehearsed every sentence I planned to say to the reporters, every strategic term, every projection, every polished line that would prove that I was the Alpha capable of bringing prosperity back to the Silver Moon Wolf Clan.

I practiced hand gestures, breathing, even the angle of my chin.

If I got this ...