Easton’s POVAfter a long day at Camp Pack, my body felt heavy. Today’s training wasn’t the usual kind—it was preparation for war. As Alpha, the weight of responsibility on my shoulders felt doubled. I had to ensure every pack member was ready for whatever might come. It wasn’t just about their physical strength; their minds had to be tough, too. Victory in war wasn’t only about power, strategy, courage, and resilience.I strolled towards the barracks, my thoughts spinning with tactics, alliances, and possible enemy strategies. But then, a sweet scent hit my nose, and I stopped. Was that... cake? I squinted and saw Lea in the kitchen with the maids.I paused at the kitchen door, watching the woman who was now my mate. She stood in the middle of the kitchen, her hands and face covered in flour, her hair a mess. The usually neat kitchen was now scattered with ingredients across the counters. She looked like she was putting in a lot of effort, and the sight made me smile for some reason.
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