– Leonard’s Father POVThe room was quiet. Too quiet. The kind of quiet that makes you notice everything—the sound of your own breathing, the faint creak of the floor, the distant hum of life outside. Leonard’s father stood by the window, hands clasped behind his back, shoulders stiff, posture rigid as always. From the outside, he looked calm, controlled. The Alpha everyone expected him to be. The one who never wavered. But inside, his mind was anything but still.The pack grounds stretched below him. Wolves moved through the morning mist, training, laughing, living their lives. To anyone else, it was normal. Peaceful. Strong. But he saw it differently. Every figure moving below was a reflection of what could go wrong.Every wolf represented a decision Leonard had made, or failed to make. And he had made too many mistakes lately.A knock came at the door. Sharp, precise. He did not move. He did not even turn. “Enter,” he said, voice even, flat. The guard stepped in carefully, sensing
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