Aeron's POV~
I wanted to rip the throat out of the man sitting in front of me.
Alpha Marek sat there with a wild, unsettling look in his eyes, his posture relaxed as if he owned the very air I breathed.
My gaze roamed around the room, taking in the suffocating reality of our situation. This bastard hadn't just come for a social visit; he had come to deliver an ultimatum. It wasn't an offer. It was a blatant threat. If we didn't take his side, we wouldn't be getting out of this palace alive.
The arrogance of it was enough to make my blood boil. Behind me, I could feel my brothers...Luca, Lucian, and Kael.
I didn't need to look at them to know their jaws were twitching with the same restrained violence I felt.
We were all staring at the old man, who didn't look old at all. Despite his years, his skin was taut and his energy was unnaturally high.
Then, I saw it.
