Drake's Pov
We find a secluded bench near the edge of the park, away from the bustling food carts and families enjoying the sunny day. The gentle rustle of leaves and distant hum of laughter provide a strange contrast to the weight of the conversation about to unfold.
Samuel takes a seat across from Nicole and me, his posture straight but his expression conflicted, as though the memories he is about to share are a burden he has carried for far too long.
He exhales deeply, clasping his hands together. “First, I want to say that I’m here because of trust. We’ve heard about the Blackwater Pack, about you, Alpha Drake, and your mate. It gave us hope. But...” He glances around the park, his eyes scanning for potential threats. “We were cautious. There’s always a risk of traps in situations
