RECONCILIATION ATTEMPT
~TATE'S POV~
The Packhouse felt like it was holding its breath.
Not the deadly kind of silence....just the tense, waiting sort, like the whole building was bracing for someone to crack first. The walls buzzed with restless energy, the bond blinked like a glitch in the system, and every wolf I passed seemed to be watching me with questions they were too afraid to voice.
After the conversation with Daxon in the training yard, my brain had gone into full crisis-loop.
Mathias and Daxon were tearing themselves apart. The Pack was splitting down invisible seams. And me? I was standing in the middle with a flickering mate bond and magic ghosting me like an ex who forgot how to leave politely.
I couldn't let it keep spiraling.
So I called an assembly.
It wasn't dra
