Fiona’s POV
The morning of Alpha Miles’ arrival came with a tension so thick that it felt like the air itself understood what was happening and was too scared to breathe as well.
Everywhere I went, I could sense the caution—the staff moving more carefully, talking in hushed tones, the warriors parading the entire length of the pack house like they were on a treasure hunt—and even the wind wasn’t left out. It was restless, hitting the trees and flowers scattered around roughly, making them swoosh noisily.
It wasn’t just me who was uneasy, and that thought brought some relief to me. Everyone in Silvercrest had come to know that Alpha Miles' visit wasn’t a diplomatic visit, as they were earlier informed, but something that they weren’t properly informed about but most likely looked like a
