Unwanted Forgiveness

Alpha Zaire’s POV

Veda’s scream tore through the quiet pack house, shattering the suffocating silence of the early morning. Before the echoes of her voice could fade into the shadows of the grand living room, hurried footsteps hammered against the hardwood stairs. Luna Etta stormed into our presence, her silk robe billowing behind her like a dark storm cloud. The atmospheric pressure in the room