THE SHADOW PACK

Xander Mortain

The study felt too quiet after Anika left.

Every instinct screamed at me to follow. I wasn’t built for standing still while she walked into a room full of betrayal.

My hands curled into fists.

Luka surged inside me, restless. Move.

I didn’t argue.

I exhaled, forcing my face into a calm mask—exactly what she’d expect if she looked back.

For her.

I hit the door. Two maids blocked the hall. Their eyes snapped to me immediately.

This was Anika’s doing. She knew I'd disobey.

"Alpha Xander," the older one stammered, "the Heiress requested that we... make sure you stay put."

I gave them a...