Henderson's POV
My thoughts keep circling back to the revelation that Percy had been in battle before arriving at my party tonight. The disappointment I felt when he didn't show up initially now makes perfect sense. He was fighting, possibly getting hurt, and I never noticed anything when we danced together. Some future doctor I'll make.
The moment I step out of the car, an uncomfortable chill runs down my spine. This pack feels completely different from mine. Where our territory radiates warmth and acceptance, this place practically screams hostility toward outsiders. The very air seems thick with suspicion and distrust. I wonder if Percy ever receives visitors here. Alpha Damon has visited, along with Luna Coco and Aaron, but I don't think anyone from our pack has ever been welcomed into Percy's territory.
A stocky man approaches us, his expression guarded. "Welcome home, Alpha. How was the party?"
