Chapter 320

Third Person's POV

Garrick's breath was heavy in the cold air, his pheromones sharp with cedar.

His wolf claws curled inside his gloves, knuckles cracking.

He strode toward Morrigan with steady, powerful steps, each one a heavy beat on the ground, radiating undeniable authority.

"Come with me to the Galepeak Pack," he said in a deep, strong voice. His vertical pupils contracted, releasing Alpha au