Ethan didn’t even slow down as he strode through the hallway, scenting the familiar mixture of packmates, anxious, excited, relieved, and overwhelmingly curious. Half the pack was clustered outside the infirmary wing, spilling into the corridor, craning necks and rising onto their toes as soon as they saw him.
Conversations died instantly. Someone gasped. Whitney actually squeaked. Vanessa grabbed her arm before she could launch herself forward.
Then Ethan walked straight past all of them. Without a glance, a nod, or even a grunt.
He pushed into Ruby’s room, then shut the door with a decisive clang. A full heartbeat passed.
Then his voice echoed through the mind link, deep, final, and carrying that unmistakable Alpha command.
'You will each get your turn with the Luna, after me.'
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