Alex POV

As the morning sun cast its golden rays over the villa, I sat at the breakfast table surrounded by my pack family—Alexander, Ryder, Hazel, Fenris, and our precious daughter nestled in Alexander's arms. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and sizzling bacon filled the air, mingling with the sounds of laughter and lively conversation.

"Pass me the orange juice, please," Ryder said, reaching across the table with a smile.

I obliged, handing him the pitcher as Alexander gently rocked our daughter, her bright eyes wide with curiosity as she took in the scene around her.

"Fenris, did you hear about the new pack alliance forming in the north?"...