Chapter 515: Welcome Home, Asher.

The blades slowed, dust settling as Asher stepped out of the helicopter. Jeremiah moved forward immediately, bowing his head. "Alpha Asher, welcome back."

Asher’s cold gaze swept across the compound, his steps halting when two men wheeled out a polished urn draped in the West Pack’s colors. Jeremiah’s words caught in his throat, his eyes fixed on it. He knew what it meant.

Asher didn’t flinch. He didn’t even spare it a second glance. "Status report. Now."

Jeremiah blinked, his voice tight with loss. That grief sat heavy on his shoulders, and Asher hated it. Henry did not deserve honor, not even in death. But what choice did he have? This was the show they had to play.

Besides, those ashes weren’t Henry’s. Not a single bone had been left to recover. For once, Asher was proud of his girl because Violet had burned it all to the ground, leaving nothing behind.

Jeremiah seemed to shake himself out of it. "All minor Alphas under the West Pack have gathered at the pack house, awaiting you."

"And Ezra King?" Asher demanded, his tone sharp and unyielding.

His father was dead now, and the sharks were circling. Henry might have been strong but he had been a failure of a leader, and Asher wasn’t deluded enough to think enemies weren’t already lining up, eager to sink their claws into him.

"Ezra has arrived with his mate, Nancy. They’re waiting at the house," Jeremiah confirmed.

"Good." Asher’s voice gave nothing away as he strode toward the waiting jeep. He climbed inside, while the second vehicle carried the urn, a siren blaring to announce to the pack that their Alpha’s body had returned home.

growled through clenched teeth. "He

Jeremiah froze. "What?"

himself quickly, studying Asher’s face. Years at his Alpha’s side told

without a word, Jeremiah stepped out and signaled the other driver. Moments later, the siren cut off, the silence almost

first time since stepping foot in the West Pack, the place of his demons. Jeremiah returned to his side, saying nothing and his fists

for emotions. He was stepping onto a battlefield and his only goal was survival. He had his girl to live for now, and Henry’s mistakes would not drag

have the list of Alphas

Jeremiah replied, reaching for his tablet

and Jeremiah was prepared to serve him with

before handing it back. "Draw out the names of Alphas loyal to Beta Dominic," he instructed. His voice was steady, but his eyes held that

Alpha," Jeremiah replied

charge of the staff at

Luna Patricia,"

charge of my food and drink. Everything gets tested. Every bite,

nod, already

to me at Lunaris Academy. Check them out carefully and list anyone you feel can

you wish, Alpha

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