Shifting Perceptions
The wind howled through the trees as Caleb stood on the ridge overlooking the valley, his gaze distant. The shadows of dusk were creeping across the land, painting everything in hues of purple and gold. It had been a long day—longer than most—and Caleb was tired. Physically, emotionally, mentally. Every part of him felt weighed down by the responsibility of what they were facing: the curse, the bond, the pack’s future.
But there was something else—something Caleb hadn’t expected. Something that stirred deep inside him when his eyes met Rowan’s.
It was the way Rowan moved, the tension in his shoulders, the way his eyes held the weight of the world. In the past, Caleb had always seen Rowan as a force of nature, an alpha who was strong, powerful, and completely untouch
