**POV Alpha Xavier**“Dad, look at my drawing!” I shouted, running as fast as my little legs could carry me, crossing the field towards the river. My father was there, standing on the opposite bank, his posture firm and imposing, while my mother sat beside him, her hands gently resting on her round belly. Their conversation seemed serious. My father had that distant and grave look, and my mother, though trying to hide it, seemed worried. But at that moment, I was too young to understand the weight of their words.I still remembered when my father wasn’t this cold and aggressive man. Before he became the ruthless alpha that the pack knew, he would come to visit us every day at five in the afternoon. On those days, he smiled more, brought gifts, and sometimes even lifted me into the air, as if I were the most important thing in the world to him. I must have been about two years old, and those memories, though distant, were the only ones I had of the man he used to be.“Look, dad!” I sai
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