_Kaden’s POV_
The next morning, I woke up earlier than usual. The events of the previous night still clung to my mind like cobwebs. I couldn’t shake the image of the rogue who looked so much like Liam. If it wasn’t him, then who was it? I needed answers, and I wasn’t going to wait.
After a quick stretch, I went downstairs. My father was already at the table, sipping his coffee, and reading a report. When he saw me, his face lit up with pride.
“Kaden,” he said, setting the report down, “you did well last night. Capturing those rogues was no small feat. I’m proud of you.”
Hearing his words stirred something inside me—a mixture of relief and determination. “Thank you, Father,” I said. “I’ll keep doing my best.”
He smiled, leaning back in his chair. “You’re shaping up to be a fine Alpha.
