A leaderless Pack

The Nightshade Packhouse had not been the same since Elena walked out on Damon. Days had quickly turned into a full week, and Damon’s fury was still rumbling through the estate like an unstoppable storm. His presence… when he allowed himself to be seen was always terrifying, and more dangerous than he had ever been before.

He no longer attended council meetings, or checked the financial reports his assistant, Jessica, carefully prepared. He barely even touched his meals, with his mood becoming a black void that made everyone… servants, guards, and even high ranking officials tiptoe around him as if one wrong word would trigger their execution.

The Alpha’s absence had created a vacuum, and in that void, Nyla seemed to be thriving. She ruled from the powerful authority of his office, always acting as if she owned the place.

On this particular afternoon, she was lounging in his chair, tapping her fingers confidently against the desk as Jessica stood nervously by the d