Louis stood in his father’s office, the tension in the air thick enough to cut. Alpha Roman sat behind his massive desk, a symbol of his authority and control. The flickering light of the fireplace cast shadows on the walls, making the room feel even more oppressive.

“Father, we need to discuss the former members of Xavier’s pack,” Louis began, his voice tight with frustration. “They need to be bonded to me to ensure their safety.”

Alpha Roman’s eyes narrowed, his fingers steepling as he leaned forward. “You’re trying to steal my position as Alpha, boy.”

Louis clenched his fists, struggling to keep his temper in check. “It’s not about...