Deryl's POV
I stood among the first warriors who pledged loyalty to Percy when he began rebuilding this pack from nothing. Those early days carved bonds deeper than blood between us.
The day I approached him about joining his lands, fresh scars from a bear attack still marked his chest like silver lightning. Twelve years have passed, yet those marks remain etched across his torso, permanent reminders of the day he nearly died. Alpha Aaron spreads the story to anyone willing to listen, how Alpha Percy threw himself between death and his best friend without hesitation. That sacrifice defines the man I serve.
