Ceasar.

The meeting with Alpha King Reeds had been tense, to say the least. It was clear from the moment he arrived that he had no intentions of engaging in small talk or pleasantries.

The atmosphere in the room grew heavy as we all took our seats around a large, polished wooden table. Alpha Reeds' icy demeanor did not go unnoticed by me.

I could sense the tension radiating from him, and it was impossible not to notice the way he barely acknowledged Easter's presence.

She, who was once his daughter, was now a stranger to him. As the discussion about the alliance progressed, Alpha Reeds remained focused on the...