The heavy iron gates of the Night root pack house was pushed opened ,Ace walked in with a slow, deliberate stride, his posture commanding and rigid despite the phantom burn of the claw marks beneath his clean black shirt. Next to him, Rose kept her head high. She didn't shrink away from the pack house nor did she falter under the sudden, heavy shift in the atmosphere.
The moment their boots crossed the threshold into the main lobby, the ambient noise of the pack house died.
Warriors polishing weapons in the corner froze.Even the omegas sweeping the floors halted mid movement. Every single pair of eyes in the room snapped directly to Rose.
The pack mind was practically buzzing with unvoiced questions, a suffocating wall of curiosity and suspicion pressing inward. They had expe
