Gerald's POV
Disaster seemed imminent as we stood before the Linerva Pack's den, surrounded by snarling guards. The air was electric with tension, and we knew we had to tread carefully to avoid a fight.
I stepped forward, myhands raised in a calming gesture. "We mean no harm. We're here to speak with the Alpha."
The guards growled, their eyes flashing with hostility. One of them, a burly wolf with a scar above his left eyebrow, sneered at me.
"You're from SilverStone Pack. What business do you have here?” Irvin stood tall, his eyes locked on the guard. "We're here to rescue Reyna. She's one of us, and we won't leave without her."
The guard snarled, baring his teeth. "You'll have to go through us first."
Liam shifted uncomfortably, his eyes darting between the
