Aiden’s Perspective

I stood at the edge of my pack’s command tent, watching Rue move through the camp.

She gave orders quietly and distributed supplies with efficiency. People listened when she spoke, not because she raised her voice, but because she didn’t need to. Even now, after everything, the Pack still responded to her presence as if it were instinct.

My chest tightened.

Earlier that day, at the airport, I had seen her fight.

Not like an in-experienced warrior. Rue moved with ...