Caleb
Erick had been gone for two weeks, and the weight of his absence pressed heavier than I’d expected.
Not in the way most people might imagine.
Not the empty leadership chair, not the lack of his voice in the pack meetings. No, it was the size of what he’d left in my hands.
Cheshire Enterprises wasn’t just a company.
It was massive, intricate, and hummed with constant motion. My own business back in Redcrest, successful as it was, felt like a back-alley workshop compared to this.
Erick’s empire was on an entirely different scale.
I’d been working from home since he left, immersing myself in its gears and levers.
Morning bled into night, and night into morning again. My desk was littered with reports, contracts, and deals.
The first week, I hardly left my office except to
