"How was the alpha's meeting?" Keal inquired, rising from his seat and walking over to the mini bar. He poured two drinks and handed one to me, a gesture to ease the tension between us.

"The usual stuff, Keal." i waited patiently for his responds

"Enough with the evasive answers, Ethan. Tell me."

"The Silverwood Pack made a strange request," I admitted.

Keal's eyebrows furrowed in curiosity and concern. "What did they ask for?"

"They needed help to find a wolf who didn't claim his mate," I revealed, hoping Keal would grasp the significance of the situation.

I observed my Alpha's conflicting emotions, realizing that Keal knew exactly what this request meant.

"They have a name," I continued, almost teasingly.

"Enough, Ethan," he finally said, his voice firm yet heavy with emotion.

"You're excused."