My pack trusted me completely. They knew I always put their safety first. As Alpha, I welcomed their opinions, letting them speak, debate, and challenge ideas. I valued every word.

Outside the dungeon, Edward’s voice trembled slightly. "What if it’s a trap?"

"You're right," I said, acknowledging his concern. "That’s why I need you here—to protect Sansa."

He frowned but understood the weight of the trust I placed in him.

"And make sure no one else enters the dungeon," I ...