Chapter 71: Ancient Bonds
(God's POV)
Nathan Pierce stepped through the grand arched entrance of the Stone Pack headquarters. The air was heavy with an ancient energy that mirrored the faint echoes of his own power.
The towering stone walls, etched with symbols of the pack's royal lineage, seemed to hum faintly, as if welcoming his presence.
“Welcome home, Nathan,” Marcus Stone's deep voice cut through the quiet like a knife, calm yet commanding.
The former Alpha King of the Northwest Territories strode forward, his silver-streaked black hair gleaming under the golden chandeliers overhead. He extended a hand, his expression warm, though his sharp eyes bore the weight of decades of wisdom.
Nathan took his hand firmly, his distinguished silver hair falling slightly into his solem
