Alpha Alaric
The decision to leave the Wildfire Pack was not made lightly, but it was essential. If I was to execute the 'Luna Snatch' with the Ghost Team, I could not be tethered to the Pack House, a place riddled with incompetent subordinates and potential betrayers. The operation required total silence, absolute discretion, and a commander who could disappear into the void.
I issued a final, sweeping set of decrees, granting emergency command to Beta Torvin—a loyal, predictable brute—and sealing the disgrace of my son, Desmond, who was now a non-entity confined to the upper floor. My official story was a brief, urgent journey to meet with critical, unannounced allies. No one knew the truth. No one could.
I left the Wildfire Pack under the cloak of the deepest, starless night, taking
