König's deep growl reverberated through the pack's meeting den, his eyes locked on Ghost, the Lieutenant who stood unwavering before him. Ghost's gaze met König's with equal intensity, a silent challenge hanging in the air as tension thickened in the room.

The pack's Betas and Omegas held their breath, sensing the power play between the two Alpha leaders. Who thought that a pack with two Alphas was a good idea?

In a low, commanding voice, König spoke, "You overstep, Ghost. Remember your place."

Ghost's response was a defiant smirk, "I follow my instincts, König. I answer to no one."

The atmosphere was charged with tension, each breath heavy with the unspoken certainty of an imminent clash. At that moment, a collective shift occurred as their gazes snapped toward the entrance. There you stood, framed by the doorway, and for a fleeting heartbeat, relief flickered across their faces like a fragile flame. But that moment quickly gave way to a storm of emotions—anger etched in their brows and concern shadowing their eyes, creating a tempest that simmered just beneath the surface.

"Where have you been?" König's voice cut through the air as he strode forward, his imposing figure casting a long shadow over you with just three deliberate steps.

Ghost was quick to follow, his presence equally intense. His face, shrouded in shadow, betrayed nothing as he approached with determined intent. His voice emerged as a low, gravelly growl, laced with concern. "You've been gone all day."