Chapter 35. Protective Alpha

Sherman POV

“She hit Alpha Wade Lawson.”

The text message on my phone screen was brief but packed a punch that had my wolf instantly alert.

My thumb hovered over the screen as I tried to process what I’d just read.

Alpha Wade Lawson.

The name instantly registered—Ironjaw Pack’s heir, the apple of his father’s eye.

In our social circles, Alpha Wade stayed on the fringes, only attending pack gatherings when Zack dragged him along.

But everyone knew he was my brother’s closest ally, present at every one of Zack’s ridiculous birthday extravaganzas and questionable escapades.

What the hell could he have said to make Silvia slap him?

Leo, my wolf, growled. “What happened to Silvia? We need to find her right now.”

I quickly tamped down the instinct.

Yet my fists clenched involuntarily as I turned toward the floor-to-ceiling windows of my penthouse office.

The sun was setting over the city skyline, casting long s