Alpha Jason returned to his mansion that night, feeling a heavy weight pressing on his chest. As he stepped through the grand entrance and into the quiet hall, his wolf, Kurt, stirred within him, breaking the silence in his mind."You'd better get a good rest tonight," Kurt murmured, a tone of weariness and caution in his voice. "Something's off. I feel it, too."Jason nodded slowly, rubbing his forehead, hoping to ease the growing ache there. As he made his way up the stairs, thinking about the strange tension he'd felt around Natalie, he nearly collided with Jerome, who had just stepped out of his room. Jerome's face was twisted in anger, his eyes flashing."Father," Jerome began, his voice sharp and filled with frustration, "I need to talk to you. Now."Jason halted on the stairwell, frowning at his son. "What's going on, Jerome? It's late. What's gotten you so worked up?""It's Natalie," Jerome spat, crossing his arms over his chest. The way he said her name made Jason feel a slig
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