Reagan’s POV
It felt strange walking into the Alpha King’s office. It was once a place where I spent a lot of my time, as it belonged to me. But now I am no longer the Alpha King, and it belongs to Caspian. So much has changed since I have been gone. Yet this room remained the same; Caspian hadn’t changed a thing. But everything in this room is a memory for us both. Portraits of our elders, pictures of our parents, and photos of us from our youth. There is even a picture of the family we were so close to once upon a time. I cherished that picture; it was our mom’s last photo before her murder.
A man was sitting as a guest at Caspian’s desk. But my business here was to meet the Wolf Council. The meeting room was a separate room, soundproofed from the office. Phillip opened the door f
