Lucas’s POV
The morning after the video leaked, the air in the packhouse was thick with unease. I felt it the moment I stepped into the main hall—the way conversations cut short when I entered, the way gazes flickered between loyalty and suspicion. It was subtle, but to me, every whisper was a roar.
The video had spread like wildfire. Wolves who once looked at me with trust now carried doubt in their eyes. The humans who lived near our borders were already whispering about whether their children were safe in the same town as an Alpha “beast.”
Emily knew exactly what she was doing.
Olivia walked beside me, her presence both an anchor and a weapon. She held her chin high, shoulders squared, even as eyes followed us. If she was afraid, she didn’t show it. That alone gave me strength I did
