The morning sun broke through the trees, casting a golden hue across the training grounds as the pack gathered. Today would mark the first session where the vampires joined our drills, and I could feel the unease simmering through the air, thick enough to taste. Alaric and Nessa, along with their unnamed envoy, stood slightly apart, their pale forms a stark contrast to the wolves. The wolves’ gazes lingered on them, curiosity and wariness flickering across their faces.
Beside me, Carter’s presence was a steadying force, his calm demeanor anchoring my own resolve. He understood the weight of what we were attempting—the risk of asking our wolves to trust outsiders who were once the enemy. I caught his gaze, and a hint of a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, a small reminder of his unw
