Alpha Enzo's POV
I pushed the heavy doors of the meeting hall open, the echo of my boots loud against the marble floor as I stepped out into the afternoon air. The discussions inside had left my mind pounding, but I didn’t slow my pace. I needed to clear my head, and walking toward the pack gates seemed like the perfect excuse to put some distance between myself and the mess brewing inside.
Behind me, hurried footsteps broke the rhythm of my own.
“Enzo—wait!” Beta Ash’s voice carried over the open space.
I didn’t bother turning. “If you’ve got something to say, Ash, you can say it while walking.”
Apparently, that was enough invitation for both him and Rowland, because I heard two sets of heavier footsteps catching up. Rowland’s voice was sharp, breathless from running.
“You couldn’t
