Chapter 51

Damian's POV： I arrived home just after nine, my senses immediately alert to an unwelcome presence. The familiar scent of Northbrook Pack's Alpha hit me before I even turned the corner to my house entrance. My wolf Arthur growled deep within me, hackles raised at the territorial intrusion. Lawrence Sterling—my biological father—stood there as if he owned the place, his dominance pheromones attempting to permeate my territory. A meaningless gesture. I hadn't submitted to his Alpha status in years. "What are you doing here?" I asked coldly, my voice carrying the quiet authority I'd earned by building Blood Moon Pack from nothing. "You're not welcome. Leave on your own, or I'll have security throw you out." His scent spiked with anger, the bitter taste of indignation filling the hallway. "I'm your father!" he roared, his Alpha voice trying to trigger my submission. That might have worked years ago, but not anymore. "What kind of son ignores his father's calls? Show some respect!" Arthur r