Chapter Twenty-Nine
Alpha Creed's Point Of View
The pack house had never felt so unsettled.
My warriors were restless, their eyes always sliding toward the woman who now walked my halls with the arrogance of someone born to rule them. Emerald Arianna Green. Or Jade, as she had once allowed me to know her. Whatever title she carried she had already rearranged the order of my world without asking permission and without appearing to consider it a particularly significant act.
And she had brought her sister.
Lyra's laughter floated up the stairwell, light and carefree, chasing away the heavy silence that usually cloaked these walls. She had been with the pack's younger members since morning and every so often their sounds rose like music into the air. My pack had not known that particula
