Alpha Maddox POV
The meeting had been called, not out of goodwill, but as a desperate attempt to mediate the escalating conflict between Alpha Dean and me. Our discord had reached such a boiling point that it threatened the fragile harmony among the packs in the region. Given the volatile nature of our situation, the presence of other Alphas, enforcers, and leaders was deemed essential to keep things from spiraling into chaos.
The setting was a large and imposing conference room, meticulously designed to cater to the elite of our kind. We were not ordinary wolves; we were Alphas, leaders of our respective packs, and the aura of power was palpable within those walls.
The ambiance was tinged with tension, and it was easy to see why. There was an unspoken truth that hung heavily in the air
