Chapter 87: Retribution
(Aspen's POV)
The heavy footfalls of wolves crossing the clearing told me they had arrived. The air was thick with tension, the oppressive dominance of powerful Alphas rolling over the training facility like storm clouds. My father, Marcus Winters, and my eldest brother, Nathan, were here.
I turned just in time to see Nathan shift mid-stride into human form. His amber eyes burned with fury, his still-partially shifted claws flexing as he scanned the clearing. Behind him, my father stood tall, his commanding presence filling the space. Marcus Winters rarely let his emotions show, but the tension in his jaw and the barely contained growl vibrating in his throat betrayed him now.
“Aspen,” Nathan called, his voice sharp as a blade, his gaze locking on me. He clo
