The black SUV rolled through the Pack gates without warning.
Guards scrambled to intercept it, but the vehicle had already parked in the main courtyard by the time anyone could react. The driver's door swung open, and Alpha Lucas stepped out, his presence commanding immediate attention.
He looked like he had driven through the night. His usual polished appearance was rougher around the edges, stubble darkening his jaw, his shirt slightly wrinkled, his eyes sharp with urgency.
"I need to speak with Alpha Karson," he announced to the nearest guard. "Immediately."
Word spread through the Pack house like wildfire. By the time Lucas was escorted to the main hall, a small crowd had gathered. Pack members whispered among themselves, curious about the unexpected visit from the Howlers' Alpha.
