Ryder's POV
I stood outside our pack's den, gazing out at the vast expanse of the forest. My mind was already on the long journey ahead, as I prepared to meet with Alphas from neighboring packs. Our pack's and Liza's safety and future depended on these alliances, especially with the looming threat of the witches.
Marcus, my beta, approached me, his expression serious. "Ryder, I'll keep things in order here. You focus on securing our alliances and learning new strategies."
I nodded, knowing I could count on him. "Keep a close eye on Eloise, too. She's still... uncertain."
Marcus's eyes flicked to the side, a hint of understanding in his gaze. "I will. Be careful out there, Ryder. The witches won't hesitate to strike if they sense weakness."
With a final nod, I set off towards the first
