CHAPTER 93

Michael’s POV

I watched as the people settled in. They were happy. I could see the relief wash over their faces as they did so.

I turned to Zen, and he gave me a tight smile. I tried to talk to Hercules. He was always giving me one-word replies. I left and went to the riverside.

Alone in the quiet of the night, I sit beneath the blanket of stars, pondering the decisions that have shaped the fate of my pack. As the alpha, the weight of responsibility rests heavy on my shoulders, a burden I willingly carry for the safety and well-being of my family. As much as I might have acted that way with Malia, my intents are from a good place. That was what I tried to explain to Hercules, but he wasn’t giving me a listening ear.

I recall the choices made during times of hardship, when food was scarce and danger lurked in the shadows. How I carried the weight of the pack. The sleepless nights.

Each decision was carefully weighed, balancing the needs of the pack with the risks we faced. Sometimes, s