Chapter Twenty Seven
Third Person Perspective
It was quiet in the Alpha’s house. The big windows showed the forest outside, dark and calm under the night sky. The stars were hidden behind heavy clouds, and the wind blew softly against the glass.
Inside, the air felt heavy. Thick with tension. The whole house was silent, except for the crackling of the fire in the Alpha’s office. It was warm inside, but the feeling in the room was cold.
Alpha Robert sat behind his wide wooden desk. He was reading some papers slowly, flipping the pages one by one. The smell of old books and fresh coffee filled the room. A small lamp beside the desk gave off a soft light.
Then, the door opened.
Jake walked in fast. His boots hit the floor loudly. His face was tight. His mouth a straight line. His should
