Silence blanketed the courtyard after Alicia left the table, a thick, electric silence that vibrated with barely restrained alpha energy.
For a long moment, none of the fifteen Alphas moved. Then, like a spell finally releasing them, they inhaled. Deep, shaky, and reverent.
Ethan was the first to stand, knuckles white against the table. His wolf lunged against his skin, furious, possessive, desperate to follow her. But he held still.
Caelan rose next, jaw tight, eyes burning obsidian. “That woman,” he muttered, voice rough, “will be the death of us.”
Brodrick’s laugh was low, and dangerous.
“Or the salvation of us all.”
Logan said nothing. His wolf had gone disturbingly still, thinking.
Eric rubbed a hand over his face, looking shell-shocked.
“A Luna Prime,” he whispered. “A true o
