POV: Dante
The morning of Elara’s Alpha trials dawned clear and cold, the kind of crisp autumn day where every sound seemed sharper, every scent more vivid. Wolves gathered around the training grounds, their eyes fixed on the center where Elara stood, ready to face the series of tests that would determine her worthiness as Alpha. These trials weren’t just about proving physical strength; they were about resolve, resilience, and the spirit to lead.
I watched from the edge of the crowd, my heart pounding harder than I wanted to admit. Elara was already Alpha in my eyes, but today she would need to prove it to the entire pack. Part of me was proud, a deep admiration stirring as I looked at her, strong and focused, her gaze unyielding. But another part of me felt something close to fear—an o
