Victor's POV
The moment I saw the pack grounds, a familiar weight settled in my chest.
Home. I hadn't called it that in years. The last time I stood here, I was no longer Alpha, no longer a leader, just a man who had failed.
One of the three guards walked ahead of me while the other two walked beside me. They seemed to be new.
If they recognized me as their former Alpha, they did well not to show it.
We passed through the training grounds, which were as full as I remembered with wolves both male and female, eager to prove themselves.
Multiple eyes followed us as we walked by. Il
I could hear whispers of surprise, confusion, and dare I say, excitement.
Was that just my hope, though?
The patrol towers still stood at the edges of the territory, and the pack house remained e
