Dana POV
"Today marks my 19th birthday," Bathel announced, his voice carrying through the room as he held the microphone, a sense of pride evident in his demeanor. "It hasn't been long since I took on the role of Alpha for this pack, and I'm truly grateful to every one of you for being here to celebrate with me," he continued, his words met with enthusiastic applause from the gathered guests.
As Bathel concluded his brief speech, the members of the pack obediently bowed their heads in reverence, a gesture of respect that I mirrored instinctively.
"And I shall appreciate this gesture," Bathel added, his words tinged with a hint of detachment. His gaze remained fixed on me throughout, leaving me feeling both flustered and hopeful as I stole glances around the room, yearning for Ar
