Abandoned by my Three Alpha Fathers, Reborn as the Silver Wolf Commander Chapter 07

Abandoned by my Three Alpha Fathers, Reborn as the Silver Wolf Commander Chapter 07

The first time I left the Northern Combat Zone in public was twelve years later. 

After graduating from Northstar Lycan Academy’s Silver Wolf Program, I officially joined the Northern Combat Unit. 

Over the years, I followed the unit to some of the coldest 

borders, hunted Rogues, and held the line through blizzards for days at a time. 

The Silver Wolf Program taught me more than how to pass 

its assessments. Tracking, hand–to–hand combat, 

extreme–cold survival, battlefield first aid… 

I also never gave up on the serum project I had started years ago. 

Together with Everett, Professor Hawthorne, and Northstar’s 

healer team, I developed a shift–stabilizing serum. That year, 

it finally got final approval from the Alliance Council. 

It eased the pain of forced shifts. It also helped warriors who 

could no longer hold their wolf form after an injury, 

On my suggestion, we gave up the patent profits. 

The Northern Alliance would distribute the serum to smaller 

Packs with limited resources at the lowest possible cost. 

The launch fell on Christmas Day. 

Twelve years after leaving, I set foot on Silverpine Pack territory again. 

Many sick Pack members and their families came to the launch on their own. 

Some held flowers. Some cried with red–rimmed eyes. Others 

clasped my hands tightly and thanked me over and over. 

In the crowd, my eyes met a familiar face. Rowan. 

Kaelen and Darius were right behind him. 

It had been twelve years. 

They were aging. 

Deep lines between Rowan’s brows. Kaelen looked worn out. 

Even Darius, the youngest, had gray at his temples. 

Our eyes met. 

For a moment, it felt like another lifetime. 

Rowan, who used to carry me on his shoulders and show me the pack territory. 

Kaelen, who used to sit by my bed and check my temperature all night when I had a fever. 

Darius, who used to run with me through the forest beneath the moonlight. 

They did love me once. 

But it got worn down–by their bias, by the way they indulged 

Lyra, by the choices they kept making. 

Now we were all getting older. 

They tried to smile. 

But the moment that smile appeared, it looked as if they 

were about to cry. 

After twelve years apart, they stood there watching me from afar. 

But they never stepped closer. 

I gave them a small nod. 

Like I would to three old acquaintances I hadn’t seen in years. 

Then I turned and walked out with the Northstar team. 

Behind me, a man’s voice–hoarse, desperate. 

Sienna.”