Xander
Nala caressed my fingers, her eyes focused on mine while I processed everything I had learned and realised.
"The people of Willow Bridge might not speak out, Xander. They might not complain, but Alpha Caleb has done so many wicked things," Nala said, her voice trembling with a mix of anger and sorrow.
"The Alpha’s son was just fourteen when they sent him away. It was pure greed. If that boy had stayed, he would be our Alpha now, not Maxwell. Caleb wanted the power for himself, and to get it, he let his own nephew fend for himself in the cold, wolfless. It was like sentencing him to death. And I’m sure they forced my mother out of town, too." As she spoke, a tear slipped down her cheek, and she wiped it away quickly. It was clear that she had endured a painful upbringing, filled
