ALEX POV
We stepped into the beautifully designed hall of the pack house, and the world shifted.
Crystal chandeliers cast golden light over swirling black and silver decorations. Long tables groaned under platters of roasted meats, spiced fruits, and glistening desserts. The air was thick with the mingled scents of dozens of wolves from three different packs, alpha musk, beta cedar, omega sweetness all layered with anticipation and the electric hum of mate bonds waiting to snap into place.
The moment we crossed the threshold, heads turned.
Whispers rippled through the crowd like wildfire.
“Who is that?”
“Gods, look at him, he’s stunning.”
“The Vale omega? The one who can’t shift? But f**k, he's beautiful…”
I kept my chin high, pretending I didn’t hear, but my cheeks burned. The
