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Wyatt sat in the car with Ruben, thinking about the events of the last two days, replaying in his mind like a vivid movie. They exchanged thoughts, opinions, and perspectives, dissecting each detail to understand the situations he had faced thoroughly. The attack didn't catch Wyatt off guard. What astonished him was that after shooting him, they didn't stick around or return to confirm if he was dead. He would have killed them all, but something in the bullets immobilized his wolf for a long time; this fact was not easy to look up.

Arriving at his mansion, Wyatt felt the weight of responsibility returning. The thought of facing his pack, those depending on his leadership, added seriousness to his homecoming. Stepping inside, he found the pack members gathered, and the trusted circle, dealing with sensitive matters, stood in formation.

"Hello," he greeted calmly. As he observed the concern in their eyes, he sensed the fear of losing him wavering in their greetings. It had been a close