Chapter 50

Foster's POV Power coursed through me as I strode toward our territory border, Beta Sean flanking my right side and six of my strongest warriors following behind. "Are the scouts in position?" I asked Sean without breaking stride. "Yes, Alpha. We have eyes on all points of our perimeter." I nodded, my mind calculating possibilities. Summer and Felix were my most valuable assets now—the only things standing between me and Alexander's wrath. As long as I controlled them, I controlled this situation. When we reached the border clearing, I saw them—Alpha Alexander at the forefront, flanked by his Beta Ethan and that insufferable gamma Jackson. Behind them stood at least thirty wolves, all combat-ready, their eyes tracking our every movement. Alpha Alexander's reputation was well-deserved. Even from this distance, his power radiated like heat from a furnace. He stood taller than most, his broad shoulders and watchful eyes marking him as an apex predator. But I was an Alpha too, and this was