Alpha Jaden's POV
I rubbed my temples as Alpha Marcus's voice droned on through the phone. We'd been discussing territory disputes for over an hour, and my patience was wearing thin.
"The eastern borders need better patrol schedules," Marcus was saying. "My pack has been seeing more rogue activity lately."
"I understand your concerns," I replied, shuffling through the papers on my desk. "But we can't spare more warriors right now."
The conversation continued, covering patrol routes, supply shortages, and various pack politics that normally would have held my attention. But today, something felt off. There was an unease in my chest that I couldn't shake.
Maybe it was stress from everything that had happened lately. Liana's breakdown, the constant comparisons to Clara, the way my pack l
