(Noah POV)

I stand in the back hallway of the main event hall with my family.

My parents. Cole and his parents. A few other high-ranking pack members.

Everyone is dressed in black. Solemn. Respectful.

Today marks six years since Chloe's death.

Six years since the rogues tore her apart in that clearing.

Six years since my world ended.

An Omega approaches. Bows slightly.

"Alpha Owen, everyone is seated and waiting."

My father nods. "Thank ...