Tristan’s POV
The news hit me like a punch to the gut. Mia was being accused—because of me. The words echoed in my mind, each one more infuriating than the last. I had been away for days, handling pack matters, and now I returned to chaos. How could things have spiraled so far out of control?
I stormed into Alpha Diego’s grand hall, my steps echoing off the marble floors. My men followed closely behind me, tension radiating from them. Diego stood at the head of the room, his expression hard and unreadable, surrounded by his sons—my rivals.
“Where is she?” I demanded, my voice slicing through the tension in the room.
Xavier smirked from his spot near the fireplace, crossing his arms. “She’s no longer your concern, Tristan. You’ve already caused enough trouble.”
I strode toward him, my
