Damon’s expression changed. That was not something an ordinary ranked wolf could do.
“Did you feel a bond?” he asked.
John nodded. “Faintly. I was barely conscious, but yes. Something changed. Their scent changed too.”
Damon slowly looked at Conall. “There is only one wolf in the territories with authority to grant temporary royal protection that way.”
Conall’s eyes hardened with realization. “The Royal Beta.”
Damon nodded. “Enzo.”
Dante cursed quietly. “And if the second wolf was Royal Beta Enzo…”
Conall finished the thought. “Then the Alpha was Talon Ravenwood.”
The Alpha King.
Silence settled over the room.
Damon looked toward the stone wall where territorial maps had been carved.
Everything suddenly made more sense. The overwhelming aura. The authority. The temporary accepta
