Alexander's POV

The pack house feels suffocating. Heavy.

Everyone knows. Everyone whispers.

The Alpha and Luna aren't speaking. Aren't sharing a room.

The tension spreads. Warriors are distracted. Patrols are sloppy. Arguments break out.

Elder Marcus calls a council meeting. I arrive to find him seated. Flanked by Garrett and William.

"Alexander." Marcus stands. His face grave. "We need to discuss the ...