Logan's POV

Rex's voice cuts through the morning briefing like a blade.

"Alpha, there's a situation at the main gate. A woman with a child, requesting immediate audience with you specifically."

I set down my coffee, something cold settling in my gut. "What kind of situation?"

"She claims the child is your son, Alpha."

The words hit like a physical blow. My coffee mug slips from my fingers, shattering against the concrete ...