ALEX POV
Sitting in the Alpha office, my father and I exchanged tense glances. Vaden was seated across from us, casual but with that calm authority that was unmistakable. We each had a steaming mug of coffee in hand, though I barely tasted mine. Vaden had requested a private conversation this morning, and the aura of anticipation hung heavily in the air.
He leaned forward, his expression thoughtful as he swirled his cup. “I have news about the poisoning incident,” he began, his voice low but steady. My grip tightened on the coffee mug, knuckles whitening as he spoke.
“Apparently, the attempt wasn’t just a random attack,” he continued, glancing first at my father and then at me. “It was orchestrated by spies from the Blood Moon Pack, embedded here within your own ranks.”
My father’s
