Alpha Gregory

Third Person Pov

"Alpha, there seems to be a breach," Beta Tobias announced, barging into Alpha Gregory's office, his face etched with concern.

The heavy oak door slammed against the wall, sending a reverberating thud through the room.

Gregory didn't look up from his paperwork, his brow furrowing as he continued to write. "How serious is the threat?" he asked, his voice calm but edged with an unmistakable authority. The flicker of a candlelight illuminated his chiseled features, highlighting the tension in his jaw.

"It's an omega, Alpha." Tobias's voice carried a trace of frustration, as if the words alone should have been enough to convey the gravity of the situation.

"An omega?" Gregory says, finally looking up, his eyes meeting Tobias's with a mix of disbelief and irritation. "Are you telling me that you, my Beta, can't handle a simple omega?" He leaned back in his chair, the leather creaking under his weight. Tobias had been his closest friend since childhood, someone who understood the nuances of his temper and still stood by him.

"No, Alpha," Tobias replied, trying to keep his tone steady. "But this omega has crossed the border and might be hiding somewhere within the pack's territory. Its scent is elusive, and the Beta warriors are struggling to identify it. We have no clue about its intentions, which is why I came directly to you."

Gregory's eyes narrowed into slits. "So, you're telling me the rogue is already within the pack, and I'm just hearing about it now?"

Tobias took a deep breath. "I've been trying to mind-link you, but you shut us all out. We need your help to handle this situation."

Gregory exhaled sharply, his temper barely restrained. "Alright. I'll mind-link the entire pack to assemble at the pack house, particularly the women and children. I'll take on the task of searching for this rogue myself. Tobias, I want you to guard the pack house gate. No one leaves until we locate this intruder. Is that understood?"

"Yes, Alpha. I will make sure of it," Tobias replied, nodding firmly before turning on his heel and heading out of the office.

Gregory knew he could be harsh, but he trusted Tobias more than anyone. His friend's loyalty and ability to endure his outbursts were unmatched.

Once Tobias left, Gregory closed his eyes to center himself, feeling the weight of responsibility settling on his shoulders. When he opened them again, his deep gold-brown eyes had shifted to a fierce, glowing red. He walked to the window, the chill of the night air brushing against his face as he let out three powerful howls. The sounds echoed through the forest, a call to all pack members to gather at the pack house immediately.

With the signal sent, Gregory strode purposefully out of his office, down the grand staircase, and outside towards the pack members who had already begun to assemble.

"Alpha," they greeted him in unison, their voices tinged with a mixture of respect and concern. He acknowledged them with a curt nod, his gaze scanning their faces.

"Are you heading out now, Alpha?" Tobias asked, stepping forward with a concerned expression.

Gregory nodded in response. "Yes."

"Please, take care of yourself. The pack relies on you," Tobias said earnestly, placing a hand on Gregory's shoulder.