Zarek’s POV
I wasn’t expecting much from this visit. I brought a few betas along to scout a neutral area that had the potential to be a part of our pack’s expanded territory.
The rumors I’d heard about Ashveil were all the same: it was a dirty, run-down neutral zone littered with rogues. Not much happened in Ashveil, which meant it wouldn’t be difficult to gain control of in the future.
I’d been trying, since Freesia’s death certificate arrived, to immerse myself into pack business. To be the Alpha that I was born to be. Most days, I managed; I made decisions for the pack, led the others. I did what was required of me.
But there were nights–more than I’d like to admit–where I couldn’t keep thoughts of Freesia out of my head. Anger, guilt, and regret all festered until I co
