Third POV
Back at Alpha Kyan’s pack, the air was heavy with tension. The pack house, usually bustling with activity, felt eerily quiet. Alpha Kyan’s grandmother, an imposing figure with a stern face softened only by her deep-set wisdom, had been discharged from the hospital. As she walked through the hallways, her sharp eyes noticed the changes and whispers around her.
Upon hearing that Keiera had been banished, her heart sank. She demanded an immediate explanation from her grandson.
While Alpha Kyan was in his office, staring out the window, when he received the summons from his grandmother.
“Kyan, come to my room now,” she commanded, her voice brooking no argument.
Alpha Kyan made his way to her room, his mind heavy with thoughts of Keiera and the difficult choices he had made. Wh
