"He's always been on my radar, so I know every move he makes," Elliot said, lifting his gaze with a quiet certainty that carried the weight of an Alpha who had long marked a threat within his territory. His eyes held a steady confidence, the kind that came from absolute control and calculated strategy.
It didn't surprise me. A dominant like him wouldn't allow a potential enemy to drift unchecked, especially one tied to past conflicts within the pack network. If Elliot believed Lawrence was preparing retaliation, then my instincts had no reason to doubt it.
"I'd like to take an extended leave," I said, my thoughts shifting quickly toward safety. Pulling back from my duties seemed like the most logical step—I needed to ensure Jared was protected, even if it meant stepping away from my responsibilities and reducing my presence within the pack's daily structure.
