Alpha Rolan's POV

I stood at the front of the palace, pacing with barely restrained rage as I waited for Caleb to return with Derrick. The night was still, the air thick with tension.

My thoughts raced, circling back to the same burning anger: how dare Derrick come back and disrupt my life again? After everything he had done to Pandora, the mere thought of him still being obsessed with her made my blood boil.

The sound of footsteps approaching pulled me from my thoughts. I turned to see Wilson coming toward me, his expression tense but focused.

"I just got back from the eastern border," Wilson said, his voice...