The picnic continued, and though Becca remained mostly quiet, she listened intently as the women spoke with admiration about their Alpha. One thing stood out clearly—every single one of them seemed to genuinely adore Dean. Their respect and affection for him warmed something in Becca’s heart. It was new… and oddly comforting.
As the sun began to dip below the horizon, the gathering slowly came to an end. The children were rounded up, food packed away, and one by one, the women approached Becca to hug her goodbye. Their kindness made her smile so widely, it surprised even her. It had been months since she'd felt this kind of happiness—like she truly belonged somewhere. Wrath Pack, for all its power and mystery, was beginning to feel like a breath of fresh air.
Just as she was approaching
