Chapter 58 A Gift Of Love

• The courtyard was still silent, the remnants of the punishment hanging like a thick fog over the pack. But Alaric, his vision still slightly blurred from rage, couldn’t allow himself to be consumed by it—not now. As much as he wanted to deal more harshly with those she-wolves, something else mattered more. Something he wanted to do—not as an alpha, but as a man. As a mate.
• He turned to Mika.“Gather the most skilled she-wolves. I want the ones in charge of the festival’s decorations, and those from the textiles and dye sectors. Bring two who know how to handle humans. Then come with me.”
• Mika simply nodded, well aware that when the alpha used that tone, there was no room for questions. He quickly assembled the group, and they all followed Alaric to the castle.