Zaiden POV
On the evening of that day, the air in Blue Moon Pack was cooler than I expected
And after spending almost the entire day lying down or pretending not to be in pain, there was no way I would let anyone tag me as a weak Alpha. Never. Not even when my ribs still ached with every damn step.
Adrian had been pacing around the room since sunset, glancing at me like he was waiting for me to collapse again.
“We’re going out,” I said, tying the last strap of my dark leather wrist guard.
He raised a brow. “Out… where? You can barely stand.”
“I can stand,” I growled and straightened immediately, ignoring the sudden sting in my side. “And I need the pack to see I can stand.”
Adrian exhaled like he already knew arguing was pointless. “Fine. But if you fall, I'll drag you back myself
