Chapter Ninety-eight

Philip's POV

At last, the day of the yearly pack reunion had come, and it was a significant event that had significant meaning for our pack. My pride was rising as I stood at our compound's gate wearing the traditional Alpha garb, which gave me an aura of power. Everything was bathed in a warm, golden glow as the sun sank, creating long shadows on the ground and fueling the expectation that was permeating the atmosphere.

Families from our group started to show up one by one, their faces beaming with excited smiles. Each family contributed to the rich fabric of our pack's history with its special traits and tales. It was my responsibility as Alpha to warmly welcome and congratulate them.

The first family came up, their kids racing ahead with contagious joy. I stretched my hand and firmly shook theirs as we greeted one another. They presented me with a tiny gift as a sign of their esteem and friendliness, which I gratefully accepted. It was a custom that had been upheld for many years a