Alpha Blackwood's POV.
Everything is changing.
Faster than I ever imagined.
The wind smells different. The ground feels less steady beneath my boots. Wolves whisper behind closed doors. And when I walk through the heart of Blackwood, I feel eyes on me—not just with respect. With doubt.
They’re wondering if I still deserve this crown.
I never asked to be Alpha for glory. I was born into it. Trained for it. Raised to put duty above all else. The pack was my purpose. My law. My family.
But now, even that feels like it’s slipping through my fingers.
I stand at the window of my office, watching the training fields below. Young wolves spar with dull blades and tired eyes. Their rhythm is off. Their trust shaken.
We’ve lost something.
Not just strength. Unity.
I thought I had time to fi
