Chapter 96

The Night of the Rejection — Grimwood Territory (Cormac POV)

The night was heavy with tension. The moon hung low over Grimwood, a pale, ghostly witness to the turmoil inside the Alpha’s manor. The wind howled through the trees, carrying the scent of pine, earth, and something far more potent — the lingering trace of a bond thought long severed.

Cormac paced the length of his study, his bare feet