The door to Alex’s room clicked shut, finally sealing out the cold, metallic scent of the docks and the distant, muffled shouts of Silas hauling Detective Ote toward the pack’s prison cells. Outside, the Hidden Hearth pack was a symphony of rustling leaves and distant patrols, but inside the four walls of the bedroom, the silence was deafening.Danny didn't move from the door. He stood with his back against the wood, his shoulders slumped, looking smaller than he had on the pier. The adrenaline that had allowed him to stand up to Ote had evaporated, leaving behind a hollow, aching exhaustion.Alex stood by the window, his silhouette framed by the moonlight. He looked like a statue carved from shadow, his presence still vibrating with the residual energy of the Alpha. He didn't turn around immediately, his hands gripped tight behind his back."He’s in the hole," Alex said, his voice a low, gravelly rumble. "Net is setting up the dampeners. He wo
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