Voren found Ravyn almost immediately after leaving Leon, because even inside a crowded hall filled with investors, servers, and curious onlookers, it had never taken him very long to locate the man he had trusted more deeply than anyone else in his life.
Ravyn had always been the closest thing Voren had to a brother, someone who had stood beside him through countless victories and setbacks, someone who understood the complicated pieces of Voren’s life in ways that most people never could.
Voren valued that understanding more than anything, because Ravyn possessed a rare ability that very few people in their world had ever managed to offer him.
Ravyn knew how to handle Voren’s problems without exposing them, without forcing him to revisit wounds he preferred to keep buried.
Whenever trouble surfaced in Voren’s life, Ravyn would deal with it quietly and efficiently, and afterward he would act as though the problem had never existed at all. That silent loyalty created a space where Voren could breathe without constantly feeling the weight of his past pressing against him.
The last thing Voren ever wanted was someone repeatedly pointing at the broken pieces of his life as if those scars defined him, and Ravyn had always respected that boundary without needing it explained.
For years that had been enough to cement their friendship.
Yet the men Ravyn surrounded himself with had never earned the same trust from Voren, because most of Ravyn’s Alpha companions carried reputations that made Voren uneasy.
That uneasy feeling had grown heavier in his chest ever since he overheard that conversation earlier, and the image of Seraphine collapsing after being poisoned with wolfbane still lingered in his mind like a shadow that refused to fade.
As Voren walked through the room, weaving between tables and clusters of wealthy guests, a cold resolve formed inside him with increasing clarity.
Ravyn might have been his closest friend for years, but Voren had already made a quiet promise to himself that if Ravyn had played even the smallest role in what happened to Seraphine tonight, then their friendship would not survive the truth.
No matter how long their bond had lasted or how many memories tied them together, there were certain lines that could never be crossed without consequences.
"Ravyn!" Voren called out the moment he spotted him across the room.
Ravyn stood with a group of investors near one of the tall tables, laughing in the relaxed way he often did during business gatherings, looking completely at ease as he entertained the men around him.
The sound of Voren’s voice cut through the room sharply enough that Ravyn’s laughter stopped instantly, his body stiffening before he even turned around.
Confusion crossed his face as he excused himself from the group and walked toward Voren.
"Voren, what’s the matter?" Ravyn asked once he reached him, his tone carrying genuine curiosity as his eyes studied Voren’s tense expression.
Voren did not answer immediately. Instead, he stepped closer until they stood within quiet speaking distance, lowering his voice slightly so the human guests standing nearby would not overhear the conversation that was about to unfold.
"What did you do to Sera?" Voren asked, his voice rough with restrained anger.
The question carried more weight than the words alone suggested, because Voren had never forgotten what Ravyn had done to his own child because her mother was Seraphine.
If Ravyn could eliminate his own just because of his hatred for Seraphine, then Voren had no illusions about the darker possibilities of Ravyn’s character.
This was not about trust.
This was about knowing exactly what his best friend was capable of when pride or revenge entered the equation.
Ravyn blinked in obvious confusion. "Excuse me?"
Voren leaned slightly closer, his jaw tight as he spoke under his breath. "Someone drugged her with wolfbane tonight, and I seriously hope you don’t have anything to do with it."
While speaking, Voren kept his eyes fixed on Ravyn’s face with unwavering focus, carefully observing every subtle reaction because he wanted to catch even the faintest trace of guilt.
Ravyn looked genuinely startled by the accusation, but Voren had spent too many years in the Alpha world to rely on appearances alone.



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