The old man had a stoic face and a straight posture like someone who just returned from the front lines. His white hair was combed back and his beard was nearly trimmed to cover the lower half of his face in white as well.
Astria smiled upon seeing him and greeted him with respect. The respected old Beta had retired when Astria's grandfather handed over the pack to his son.
By rule, the old man's son would serve as the new beta for her father, but the old Beta was so devoted to his work that he didn't even think about settling down with someone until he was much older. Hence, the son of the beta was roughly a few years older than Astria and definitely couldn't serve as the Beta for the new generation Alpha.
When the old man turned around, his gaze softened ever so slightly at the sig
