Chapter 98

• Third Person’s POV
• The Frost estate had always carried an air of unshakable dominance, but in that moment its grandeur felt more like a suffocating cage. Elias, who had spent his youth chasing reckless thrills on the racing tracks rather than learning the merciless intricacies of pack politics, instinctively faltered under the crushing atmosphere. His feet slid half a step backward, betraying the unease he tried so hard to mask.
• Before his hesitation could draw blood, Callen moved. With the authority ingrained in him as Alpha Rowan’s heir, he stepped forward, placing his tall frame between Elias and the storm. His voice cut clean through the tension.