Alpha Enzo's POV
I sat behind my desk, my eyes fixed on the endless streams of data glowing across the monitors in front of me. The headquarters was quieter than usual, but I had long since trained myself to live within silence. I thrived in it. Silence never betrayed. Silence never plotted behind one’s back. Silence was loyal, unlike wolves who spoke with smiling mouths but bore daggers behind their teeth.
The security updates had just come in from the border patrols. I scrolled through them with a meticulous eye. No rogue activity had been spotted within the last forty-eight hours, but I didn’t trust it. The absence of noise in this world didn’t mean peace—it meant that danger was plotting, waiting for the right opening. I knew that lesson far too well. The reports from the eastern bo
