A MAID’s POV
The air in Shadowcrest was different today. Not heavy with tension. Not thick with the weight of duty. Different.
For the first time in a long time, there was a lightness to the pack. A feeling of ease. The warriors trained, but their movements lacked their usual aggression. The omegas bustled about their duties, but there was no urgency in their steps. The betas exchanged orders but without the usual sharpness.
It was as if a storm had been brewing for years, and now, suddenly, the skies had cleared.
And there was only one reason for it. Alpha Logan.
He had just helped an Omega, he didn't instruct a warrior to do so, and he didn't encourage her to do it herself..He.. Alpha Logan, did it himself.
I had served him for years. I had watched him rule with precision, with co
