Collin's POV
The anticipation hangs thick in the air as we wait for Alpha Frost to begin the ceremony. My wolf Krista starts pacing restlessly inside my mind, and I notice the tension rippling through every Squad member around us.
Their alert stances catch my attention. Some watch the gathered guests with hawk-like intensity, others keep their focus locked on the ceremonial stage, while several more stare at something approaching from behind me. I twist in my seat to see what has captured their attention.
A figure in a dark hood moves toward me with purposeful strides. The hood conceals her face completely, but her silhouette leaves no doubt about her gender. Every curve speaks of feminine strength wrapped in deadly precision. Then she lifts her head slightly, and I catch a glimpse of her eyes.
