Xavier

Footsteps approached-calm, deliberate, and commanding. The guards parted as Xavier, the Alpha of the Moon Crimson pack, strode forward, his imposing figure radiating authority. At his side was his new mate, their expression smug and triumphant. Xavier stopped abruptly, his sharp gaze falling on the omega. Recognition flashed in his eyes, followed by a flicker of something unreadable as he noticed the child in the omega's arms. "You..." His voice was cold, clipped. "What are you doing here.”