Chapter 35: The Attack
(Alexander's POV)
My wolf paced restlessly within me, claws tearing at the edges of my control. The walls of my chambers seemed too close, their pressure weighing down on me more than usual. Frost lined the edges of the windows, a stark reflection of the glacial tension rolling off me.
Victoria’s voice echoed in my mind, her mental cries full of desperation.
“Alexander, please, forgive my father!” she pleaded through our pack bond. “Without the alliances, Silver Creek is vulnerable. Rogue packs are circling… they’ll attack. They’ll destroy everything!”
I clenched my jaw, my hand gripping the edge of my desk until the wood creaked. The memory of Grace's stunned expression, her bruised cheek, and the faint tremor in her voice when she confronted Marcus surfac
