Logan's POV
As Denderick walked into the room, every Alpha present started to murmur. The aura he exuded was so strong that even the most confident among us hesitated.
The way he strutted annoyed me to my core. Who did he think he was, anyway?
“Apologies for my late arrival,” he said, his voice a deep, rumbling baritone. He stepped into the room with a confidence that bordered on arrogance, the heavy boots on his feet echoing on the wooden floor.
"Well? I asked a question!" He declared.
"We... we were just discussing recent events," Alpha Rowan was the first to break the silence.
"Recent events?" Denderick's voice was a low growl as he stepped further into the room. "And were you referring to me?"
Alpha Harris, who had been mocking Denderick only moments ago, looked down at his han
