Iris stepped forward, her eyes wide with nervousness. When she saw Lucian, she stopped dead, her breath catching.
The raw power radiating from him was overwhelming. The intensity of his presence was suffocating. His eyes, though no longer fully gold, still held that dangerous edge that suggested barely restrained violence.
Iris blushed deeply, her entire face turning crimson.
"Please follow me, Alpha," she managed, her voice barely above a whisper.
Lucian nodded and followed her, his body moving with the kind of controlled grace that suggested significant effort was being expended to maintain human form.
As he walked away, every muscle in his body seemed tight with tension. His hands were clenched. His jaw was locked. The predatory energy that surrounded him seemed to mark a trail as he moved.
When Lucian disappeared from view, Nicholas turned to Garrett.
"Garrett," Nicholas said, his voice smooth and controlled. "May I have a word with you? In private?"
It was phrased as a question, but the tone made it clear it wasn’t optional. This was an alpha making a request that couldn’t be refused without serious consequences.
Garrett bowed slightly, a gesture of respect for the power dynamic...and said, "Of course, Alpha. Please, follow me."
He turned and walked toward his office, fully aware that this conversation was going to be significant.
Nicholas followed, his dark eyes scanning the compound as he moved, taking in every detail, every warrior position, every detail of Shadowmere’s layout.
Sebastian fell into step behind his eldest brother.
The two Blackwood brothers walking together through the compound created a palpable shift in the atmosphere. The other alphas watched them go, speculation written across their faces.
What did the Blackwoods want with Garrett? Why was Lucian reacting so intensely? What was happening here?
The mystery deepened with every step they took toward Garrett’s office.
Luke watched them go, his warrior instincts screaming that something significant had just shifted. Something beyond the Summit. Something beyond simple politics.
He exchanged a look with the Nightfall alpha, and saw his own confusion reflected back at him.
Whatever had just happened, whatever had caused Lucian to lose control so completely, it was going to change everything.
And no one in the courtyard had any idea what it was.
***
The walk to Garrett’s office was silent.
Nicholas led the way with the kind of confident authority that suggested he’d walked these halls before, already mapping the territory in his mind. Sebastian moved with predatory grace beside him. Garrett followed, his mind racing with questions he couldn’t yet voice.
When they reached the office, Nicholas didn’t wait for invitation or gesture. He simply moved to Garrett’s desk chair and sat down, settling into it like it belonged to him.
Sebastian leaned against the wall near the window, his dark eyes tracking Garrett’s movements with the precision of a warrior assessing a threat.

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