[Gabriel's POV]
The next morning brought with it a sense of urgency and purpose. The weight of my new role as alpha pressed on my shoulders as I prepared for the day ahead. The pack now looked to me for guidance, and I needed to navigate this responsibility with care. As I walked to the coffee machine, the aroma of brewing coffee filled the air, a small comfort amidst the turmoil of my thoughts.
With a cup of steaming coffee in hand, I leaned against the counter, lost in contemplation. The events of yesterday played out like a vivid dream in my mind, the fight, the confrontation with Jake, and the unexpected camaraderie with Lowell and Diana. My fingers tightened around the mug as I grappled with the significance of it all.
But there was another thought that loomed in the background, a
