Alpha's Regret After She Kneels novel Chapter 110

(Raiden’s POV)

The third round of the competition begins. This is where Silverfang excels—where I excel.

Leadership evaluation isn’t about brute strength or dominance. It’s about strategy, foresight, and the ability to manage crises under pressure.

These are the qualities that define a true Alpha.

And for years, I’ve been unmatched.

But today… today, something feels different.

Standing at the head of Silverfang’s delegation, my posture commanding as the evaluation begins.

The judges outline the assessment areas—pack management, crisis response, resource allocation. Everything I’ve spent my life mastering.

But as the proceedings unfold, my focus drifts, my senses tugged inexorably toward Windhowl’s section.

Toward Siena.

She stands at the forefront of her pack, her expression composed and confident, her posture reflecting a quiet authority that commands attention without demanding it.

I try to look away, to focus on my own pack’s strategies, but my gaze keeps returning to her—watching the way she moves, the way she speaks, the way her warriors respond to her without hesitation.

Windhowl’s warriors, once dismissed as undisciplined and weak, move with precision and purpose.

Their formations are sharp, their responses fluid, and their tactics… innovative. I catch glimpses of their resourcefulness, the subtle shifts in strategy that allow them to adapt seamlessly to changing scenarios.

They take what should be weaknesses and turn them into strengths.

And it’s because of her.

Horace stirs, preening with pride that has no place here. But I can’t deny what I’m seeing.

Siena has transformed Windhowl.

I force my attention back to Silverfang’s performance. My pack executes flawlessly, as expected, but the unsettling realization gnaws at the edges of my consciousness.

Siena’s doing more than keeping up.

She’s excelling.

Through the corner of my eye, I catch glimpses of her giving quiet commands, her pack responding with unwavering loyalty.

Her confidence isn’t forced—it’s earned. And the respect she commands… it’s genuine.

When did she become this?