Marcus's Point of View,

Never had the Steele Pack complex been so agitated.

I could feel the tension in the air even as I stood in front of his pack, surveying the gathered wolves. Everything weighed heavily on me, including the threats, betrayals, and rogue attacks, but I chose not to show it.

My people needed strength and certainty. And if I had to be the last one still standing when the ground gave way beneath them, then so be it.

I looked around, seeing familiar faces and suspicious eyes. A few of them had inner loyalty. Others… Other people had already decided.

Letting the silence linger long enough to...