Liz
Every instinct in my body screamed at me to run. To hide. To disappear before anyone could say or do something that reminded me exactly where I stood in this pack. Rowan must have sensed it because his hand tightened reassuringly around mine. I glanced up at him searching for direction, for some sign of what I should do, but he stayed silent beside me with his head held high.
Rowan carried himself like a king walking into enemy territory, fully aware that no one in the room could truly challenge him. Pride and authority rolled off him in suffocating waves. And somehow... it made me straighten too. His gaze swept across the dining hall carefully, assessing. Watching. Every wolf whose eyes lingered too long suddenly stiffened when Rowan pushed a pulse of alpha aura toward them. Their
