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POV: Mason The morning sun rose over the horizon, casting a golden glow across the packlands. Mason stood at the edge of the forest, a sense of contentment washing over him as he watched the peaceful scene unfold. It had been a week since the mating ritual, and the bond between him, Riley, and Alex had only grown stronger. He glanced back towards the packhouse, where Riley and Alex were helping with the morning preparations. Their laughter floated through the air, a joyful sound that warmed Mason's heart. Seeing them happy and at ease brought him a sense of fulfillment he had never known before. As Alpha, Mason had responsibilities to uphold, decisions to make for the well-being of the pack. But today, he allowed himself a moment of respite, a chance to reflect on how far they had come.