THIRD POV
Blood Claw Pack House
Under the high ceilings of the Blood Claw Pack house, silence returned after Alex’s departure.
The Alpha of Blood Claw Pack remained standing near the wide table that dominated the meeting room, his posture relaxed in a way that suggested complete control rather than ease.
A slow smile curved across his face, one that held neither warmth nor welcome, but sharpened by ambition.
His beta watched him closely, fingers laced behind his back, eyes narrowed with a mixture of anticipation and concern.
“Do you truly believe this will work,” the beta asked, his voice low but steady, aware that plans of this scale demanded more than confidence.
The alpha turned slightly, allowing the torchlight to catch the hard lines of his face.
His name was Kael Vorta
