Alan kept arguing, pushing his luck, grasping at any opportunity to wedge himself between me and the trust I had built with the others. But my pack wasn’t interested in entertaining his delusions. Their unimpressed expressions and unwavering stances spoke louder than words. He wasn’t swaying anyone. If anything, the way they squared their shoulders, waiting, told him exactly what he needed to know. He had already lost.
Had I wanted to end this immediately, all I had to do was call Mom. She wouldn’t hesitate—she’d tear through the territory like a force of nature, leaving nothing untouched. But I wasn’t looking for destruction. That wasn’t the solution I wanted.
Movement from the side caught my attention. A Vixen strode forward, her piercing gaze slicing through the tension as she glared
