Ethan's POV
Alpha Kelvin’s arrival was as unexpected as it was intriguing. I stood on the porch of the Pack House as his car pulled into the driveway, flanked by two of his warriors. His presence here wasn’t entirely surprising; Kelvin had been a consistent ally, but the timing piqued my curiosity.
Olivia appeared beside me, her hand brushing mine in a subtle show of solidarity. “What do you think he’s here for?” she asked quietly.
“We’ll find out soon enough,” I replied, straightening as Kelvin stepped out of the car, his expression calm but purposeful.
“Alpha Kelvin,” I greeted, extending a hand as he approached.
“Alpha Ethan,” he replied with a firm shake, then turned to Olivia with a nod of respect. “Luna Olivia.”
“Welcome,” Olivia said warmly, though I could feel the flicker of
