Ethan's POV
Ten minutes later, I stood before my father in his office.
The former Alpha sat behind his massive oak desk, his piercing gaze fixed on me with barely contained fury. The air was thick with his dominance, making my wolf instinctively submit.
"Four Pack members, Ethan." His voice was cold, controlled. "Four of our valuable members have severed ties with Silver Creek in the past week alone."
I kept my expression neutral despite the knot forming in my stomach. "I'm aware of the situation—"
"Are you?" He slammed his hand on the desk, the sound echoing through the room. "Because from where I'm standing, it looks like you're letting this Pack fall apart while you brood over your mistakes."
The Alpha authority in his voice made it impossible to interrupt. I clenche
