Ellie leaned casually against the wall, a smirk curving his lips. "You can thank the Alpha for that," he said. "When I told him to pick a color scheme, he said..." Ellie dropped his voice in a mock imitation, "'Make it simple but bold. Nothing soft or weak-looking.'"
Rhea blinked, caught off guard. "He said that?"
"Word for word," Ellie replied, shrugging.
Rhea scoffed, stepping further into the room as her eyes roamed the sleek red-and-gold interior. "Tch… figures. The big head's got taste, I'll give him that."
Jason and Tavian exchanged quick glances, both biting back laughter. Tavian leaned closer to whisper, "If anyone else called the Alpha that, they'd be six feet under by now."
Rhea heard him and smirked. "Good thing I'm not anyone else."
Ellie chuckled quietly, pushing off the wall. "You've got guts, I'll give you that. Just… don't test his patience too far. The man may have given you this room, but he's still Ares."
