Chapter 28

**Alpha Duncan POV**

As I gathered myself, the ache in my chest subsided, replaced by a fierce determination that burned within me. The path back to the pack's territory stretched before me, beckoning me forward. With each step, my heart raced, fueled by a mix of anticipation, anger, and the yearning to confront Beatrix.

As I made my way through the moonlit night, the image of Beatrix's audacious act replayed in my mind, stoking the fire of my anger. How dare she disrupt the ceremony? What sort of bravery had she gathered that made her kiss me in front of so many people, and cause such pain to Beatrice? The thought of her actions ignited a storm of fury within me, threatening to consume my senses.

The more I dwelled on the scene, the more my rage intensified. My fists clenched, and my jaw tightened as a surge of adrenaline coursed through my veins. The desire to confront Beatrix and unleash my anger upon her became overwhelming.

As my anger simmered, I made a swift decision to establi