Chapter 75: Pride and Pack Claims
(Alexander's POV)
The lingering scent of roasted venison and ripe berries filled the warm dining room, mingling with the low hum of idle conversation. Plates clinked softly, and glasses chimed as wolves chatted with genuine warmth. The atmosphere was suffused with joy that resonated through the pack bonds, an unmistakable shift from the tension that had plagued the Storm Pack in recent months.
It was clear who the source of that buoyancy was—Dominic Blackthorn.
The future Alpha King dominated the head of the table next to Elder James, effortlessly commanding attention with every word. His golden eyes gleamed as he engaged Victoria and Marcus in discussions about hunting techniques and territory rights, his tone charming yet authoritative. Even Ruby
