Instantly, an idea crossed Daisy's mind and she leveraged it. "Rav," she said urgently, gripping his arm, "this is Seraphine's doing. She's trying to turn your people against you, forcing your best staff to resign one by one."
Her name echoed inside Ravyn's head like a struck bell. "Sera…"
The way the word left his mouth, hard, sharp, edged with rage that made Callum instantly regret ever opening his mouth about Daisy.
The Alpha's presence filled the room, oppressive and cold, his eyes blazing with something far darker than anger.
"No, I haven't even spoken to Luna—" Callum tried again, his voice strained, desperate to be heard.
"Enough!" Ravyn cut him off. His voice was steel, unyielding, carrying the unquestionable authority of an Alpha who had already passed judgment. "Isn't it obvious? How dare you accuse Daisy? First you announce your resignation, then you try to pin this on her. Clever, very clever." His lips curled. "Fine, bring your resignation letter now."
