Olympia's POV

The moment we returned to the pack territory, there was a palpable sense of relief. Each step toward Alpha Xavier’s quarters carried a weight of triumph, yet beneath it all, a strange tension gnawed at me—a feeling I could not explain.

Ryder walked beside me with his arm occasionally brushing against mine. The contact kept sending a jolt of awareness through my body every time it happened. His eyes moved around while constantly scanning the surroundings with a sharp focus, prepared as if he expected danger to spring out at any fucking moment.

"Do you feel it?" I asked him softly with my voice barely audible over the...