Chapter 278: RAW EFFORT

Percival   We haven’t talked. But I bet losing his mate bond with Annabel hit him hard, probably harder than he’d ever let on. He got soft, though, and that's what messed him up. Not firm enough when it mattered. It’s kind of hilarious, really—he drove me to turn away from my mate, and now here he is, in a cabin by himself.     The Moon got what she wanted in the end. Everyone paying for what they did. And since Dad was on the weak side when he came back, I put him straight to work—ordered him to start training again, the second he was fit enough to handle it. No special treatment.     Little dog teaching the old wolf some new tricks.     If he ever wants the pack’s respect back, he’ll have to earn it from the ground up. No shortcuts, no titles to hide behind. Just raw effort. That’s the only thing that matters now.     As I watched him work the bag, a couple of wolves passed by, sneering, their lips curling into low snarls. Even after all this time, they still can’t stand him for what