The weight of Ava’s words lingered in my mind, gnawing at me with an unsettling persistence. The Alpha King’s visitation was only days away, and Wolf Shade, my pack, was the last stop on his tour. This would be more than just another event; it could shatter the fragile peace that had settled over us and shift the entire pack dynamic. I rose from the bed, feeling the cold air of the room against my skin as I wrapped my arms around myself. Outside, the grounds were quiet, eerily so. Except for Alpha Grant, who crossed the courtyard with a cold, distant expression, walking past Argon as if he were invisible. He didn’t even spare him a glance as he slid into his car without a word, disappearing into the distance. Argon stood frozen in the same spot, fists clenched, his body radiating frustration. Ava, as expected, appeared at his side, linking her arm through his with a possessive, almost smug gesture. She whispered something in his ear, and together they walked off, heads held high.
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