The sun was setting, bathing Fenrisbourg in a golden glow, tinting the skies with an incandescent twilight.
Alaric Bloodhowl, Alpha of the Black Shadow Pack, stood silently in the back of the luxury car, his gaze fixed on the road, but his mind elsewhere. Every inch he covered brought him closer to the Silver Wolf Pack and the inevitable confrontation. This return to the manor was more than just a question of distance. It was a return to reality, a return to deep pain and decisions he wished he'd never had to make.
"Mr. Bloodhowl, the rumors about young Alpha Aurora Stormwolf continue to agitate the city. We've had a legal response to those who defamed her. Their accounts have been frozen, and we've taken legal action. But this story... her marriage to you and the upcoming divorce,
