ALPHA HALE
We needed someone inside!
I made the journey alone.
Not because I didn’t trust my men, but because certain conversations were too dangerous… too delicate… to be overheard by anyone other than the men who mattered. And the man I was traveling to see was not just any leader; he was an Alpha whose pride barely fit inside his own territory.
Alpha Rowan of the East Wind Pack.
The wind was sharp when I crossed into his lands, carrying that wild, restless energy that always clung to him. His pack house perched on a ridge of stone, tall and imposing, like it was daring the world to challenge it. Typical Rowan.
His guards recognized me immediately. My arrival was expected. I had sent word only three hours earlier, and Rowan’s tower-like ego ensured he would not refuse a meeting wit
