Bennett's POV
My eyes scan the pack, searching for the perfect target. I spotted two men standing off to the side, chatting quietly. One of them caught my eye — a tall, lanky man with a friendly demeanor. I ambled over, trying to look nonchalant.
"Hey there, mind if I join you?" I asked, flashing a charming smile.
The talkative man, whose name was Finn, welcomed me with a nod. "Not at all! We were just discussing the latest hunting trip. You're new around here, right?"
I nodded, taking a seat next to Finn. "Yeah, I'm still getting used to the pack dynamics. The Alpha… quite the leader."
Finn leaned in, a conspiratorial look on his face. "Tell me about it. He's got a tight grip on this pack, that's for sure. But hey, he's kept us safe so far."
I sensed an opening and took it. "Safe from what? There appears to be a lot of tension in the air."