Chapter Fifty Eight

CHRIS

I sat amidst a circle of other alphas, their voices blending into an indistinct murmur. My mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, twirling like an unrelenting hurricane. My focus had wandered far from the tactful negotiations and strategic pacts as the summit’s discussion echoed around me. My pack and Lucy were the only images etched in my mind.

I was surrounded by older and distinguished alphas and was meant to participate actively, engage in conversations, and assert my presence as the newly crowned alpha of the Hallowed Manes pack. Nevertheless, my mind was lingering with responsibilities and the recent turmoil that had occurred within my territory.

The other alphas noticed the distance in my demeanor and furrowed their brows in displeasure. They attempted to draw my attention to their conversations, steering the discourse toward my pack and the recent challenges we’ve faced.

“Chris, our new alpha from the Hallowed Manes, we were discussing the rising issues within your territory,