I sat in my father’s grand hall, the tension in the air almost suffocating. My heart pounded as I waited for Alpha Jeremiah to arrive. My hands fidgeted in my lap, and I could barely keep still. I knew the moment he walked in, things were going to get heated. Jeremiah had never been one to back down, especially when it came to my father.
The massive doors to the hall swung open with a loud creak, and I held my breath as Alpha Jeremiah entered. He looked every bit the fierce Alpha he was—tall, broad, and radiating power. His eyes scanned the room until they landed on me. For a moment, I thought I saw something soft in his gaze, but it was gone just as quickly. His face hardened again as he walked toward us.
Behind him, his warriors stood tense, ready for anything. My father remained seate
