Maverick POV
The pack members surrounding us bristled with anticipation, their loyalty to their own Alpha evident in their stance. Yet, amidst the charged atmosphere, a sense of respect lingered, a silent acknowledgment of the unspoken rules that governed our kind. Moments passed like an eternity, the silence stretching between us like a taut wire on the brink of snapping. Then, from the shadows, a figure emerged, his presence commanding attention and respect. The Alpha of Golden Summit stepped forward, his gaze piercing yet measured, a silent challenge to my authority.
"I am Alpha Corbin of Golden Summit," he declared, his voice resonating with authority. "And you are trespassing on my territory."
I met his gaze squarely, refusing to yield ground. "Alpha Corbin, we seek only one membe
