An Attack

[Fallon’s POV]

Later that evening, I slowly make my way downstairs, where I can already hear the sound of people gathering for my welcome back party. As much as I wish that I could just spend a quiet evening with my family, this is necessary to properly begin my transition from alpha heir to actual alpha of the pack.

As the sudden realization of just how important this night is hits me, I stop mid-step and slowly look over the banister to find members of my pack making their way through the main alcove of the packhouse towards the banquet hall, which I’m sure is decked out for this event.

‘Getting cold feet?’ Artemis smirks, sending waves of annoyance through me. ‘How do you plan to lead when you’re too nervous to even face them.’

‘Who says I’m nervous?’ I challenge.

Sure, I am nervous, but that doesn’t mean that I have to admit it.

Taking a few calming breaths, I begin to move again, this time with more purpose.

When I hit the final step, my brothers pop out from either side, startl