89: Submitting

Rune’s POV

As the car rolled closer to the borders of my pack, tension buzzed between all of us. I was prepared for chaos… prepared to see ruins, fire, maybe bodies strewn about. The witches had attacked, after all.

That message had been crystal clear, and I’d felt the urgency rattling my bones since we left. But as the border came into view, there was nothing. No destruction, no burning buildings, no signs of a siege.

In fact, the guards stood at attention as usual, their faces calm and unbothered, like everything was perfectly normal. Like their families weren’t killed just beyond this border.

I glanced over at Jacob and Ethan in the front seats. They exchanged confused looks, their expressions mirroring my own. Something was off. Really really off. This wasn’t what I expected.

“What the hell?” Ethan muttered under his breath as we passed the guard post.

Jacob turned back to me, his brow furrowed. “You sure about that message, Alpha?”

I didn’t answer right away. My fingers