Elder Gerald was already seated in Marcus’s living room when Marcus descended the stairs. Gerald glanced up at him, his eyes narrowing slightly.
"You're here," Marcus said.
Gerald nodded. “Of course. I didn't quite understand what you were saying on the phone. So, I decided to drop by.” he said, keeping his tone neutral, though a trace of curiosity came out in his words.
Marcus leaned casually against the banister for a moment before stepping fully into the room. “I wanted to know more about someone who calls himself Patrick,” he said simply, his voice confident. “Alpha of North Ridge.”
Gerald raised an eyebrow. The name was familiar, of course...but what startled him was how it had suddenly come to Marcus’s attention. Still, he was wise enough not to press the young man too hard or de
