Chapter 31: Growing Unrest
(Third Person's POV)
In his private chambers within the Stone Pack mansion, Alexander stood tall before an elegantly carved mirror. The room was silent, the soft hum of the distant wind filtering through half-drawn curtains.
The fading evening light cast his sharp features into defined shadows, highlighting the quiet authority that seemed to radiate from him without effort.
His hand moved absently to the side of his neck. His fingers found the faint bite mark nestled against his skin, just above the collar of his crisp white shirt. Tracing the mark, his lips curled into a subtle but satisfied smirk.
The mark was not yet a completed symbol of their bond—but it was a mark of possession and intent. Amelia's claim. A claim that sent Logan, his wolf, into a
