Leo
The war room had emptied hours ago, leaving only the echo of strategy discussions and the lingering scent of Victoria's distress. I stood at the window of my private office at Devil's Lair, staring out at the gathering dusk. Tonight would change everything—for better or worse.
My wolf, Ronan, paced restlessly beneath my skin. He hadn't settled since Marcus's threat. The thought of Victoria sacrificing herself for Enzo made my blood run cold. She was brave enough—foolish enough—to do it, despite my explicit orders against it.
My phone buzzed with an update from Tiny. Our scouts had confirmed Marcus's location, and our strike teams were in position. We would move at midnight, using the cover of darkness and the element of surprise to extract Enzo before Marcus realized what wa
