POV – Xena
The River’s Edge Pack’s compound loomed before us, its towering walls a grim testament to the tyranny within. The gates, flanked by hulking warriors with sharp, watchful eyes, opened reluctantly, as if even the structure itself resisted entry. Beside me, Sophia on one side, on the other Antonio’s calm yet commanding presence steadied my resolve. Damian, Alexander and Chase kept their eyes sharp at the ready to protect me and end the one behind it. My heart pounded not with fear, but with purpose. The pack deserved better than the shadow of cruelty that darkened its future.
Alpha Mikhail emerged from within, his presence as oppressive as the fortress itself. He was massive—a walking storm of rage and power. His reputation preceded him, painted in blood and terror. My instincts
