HALFDAN'S POV.

Fueled by a seething anger that felt like fire running through my veins, I stormed out of the room.

My frustration reached its peak as I slammed the door behind me, the crash echoing like thunder in the silence of the mansion.

“Alpha Halfdan, are you…” Beta Drake began to call out, his voice trailing off as he caught sight of me.

I didn’t glance back, didn’t flinch at the interruption, and didn’t care about his concern.

Every step I took was driven by a fierce determination to avoid any further confrontation. I marched out of the grand mansion, my rage propelling me forward.

Once outside, I threw...