The main office of the Medina River Pack house was a space built for strategy and leadership, usually smelling of leather, old books, and the grounding scent of Alpha Silas’s cedarwood. Tonight, however, it felt cramped, charged with the frantic energy of Jesse’s recent vision. The air was heavy, the silence broken only by the low hum of the air conditioning and the rhythmic, nervous tapping of Jackie’s fingers against her thigh.The leadership of the two allied packs was represented within these four walls. Alpha Silas and Luna Elena sat behind the massive mahogany desk, their expressions masks of grim focus. Beside them, Alpha Elias and Luna Kaelin of the North stood like sentinels, their presence a reminder of the brewing war. Beta Marcus and Sarah sat on the leather sofa, Marcus’s hand resting protectively over Sarah’s, while Kyle sat next to Jesse, his hand never leaving her shoulder—a silent anchor amidst the storm of her memories.In the corner, Jackie and Bryce leaned against
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