There wasn't a single person in the pack community who didn't know the Grimroot pack's Alpha by name and reputation. Voren's face, his rank, his bloodline, all of it was common knowledge in every circle that mattered.
But what people also understood, if they paid close enough attention, was that the Grimroot pack ran as smoothly as it did because of the solid structure behind Voren.
His parents had been holding things steady for years, quietly filling every gap that opened up whenever their son flew back to Manhattan. It wasn't a secret. It was simply how things worked.
So Desmond and Nessa asking about his parents made complete sense.
Nessa leaned in, her brow furrowed with concern. "And think about how this all looks from the outside. A brand-new co-Alpha role created out of nowhere, Corvine moving in overnight, a secret wedding —"
