Caleb pov :
When Marcus and Tyson told me they were throwing me a bachelor party, I envisioned a quiet evening. A small fire near the edge of the estate, perhaps a bottle of aged scotch from my father’s old reserve, and a few hours of peaceful conversation under the stars.
I am the Alpha of the North. I had just defeated a cyborg god. I was about to marry my soulmate and welcome my second child. I was a mature, responsible leader.
My Gamma and my brother, however, were absolute idiots.
As I walked through the dense pine trees toward the designated coordinates Marcus had given me, the peaceful silence of the Blackwood Forest was shattered by the sound of heavy bass. It wasn't a drum. It was electronic dance music.
I pushed through the final line of bushes and stopped dead in my tr
