The compound was still half asleep when the black SUV rolled through the east gate.
Snow crunched beneath the tires as the vehicle moved slowly across the courtyard toward the Blackwood manor. The early winter sun had barely begun to rise, painting the snow in pale shades of blue and gold.
Most of the pack had no idea the future Alpha and his Beta had just arrived.
That had been Alpha Marcus’s idea.
“Figured the pack could use a surprise,” Marcus had said with a rare grin as he shut off the engine.
Blake stepped out first, stretching his arms above his head as the cold air hit his face.
“Gods, I missed this place.”
The scent of Silver Ridge hit him instantly—pine, frost, woodsmoke, and the familiar presence of his pack.
Home.
Zayne stepped out of the passenger side more slowly.
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