Elias woke to warmth—Kieran’s arms wrapped tightly around him, the Alpha’s steady breathing brushing against his neck. For a fleeting moment, the world outside their chamber didn’t exist. There were no enemies at the borders, no whispers of betrayal—only them, cocooned in quiet peace. But peace never lasted long. By the time they joined the pack in the courtyard, rumors were already rippling like wildfire. A food store raided. Guards at their posts mysteriously absent. No one hurt, but the sense of unease was thick, palpable. Kieran’s voice rang out, firm and commanding. “We will find whoever seeks to weaken us. But you are my pack—you are safe. That is my vow.” The wolves bowed, reassured by his strength. Yet Elias saw it—the flicker of doubt in their eyes, the uncertainty creeping at

