POV: Alessia De Luca Volkov
“You’re becoming my weakness.”
The words followed me long after we left the East Tunnel. Neither of us mentioned them again.
Cassian certainly didn’t.
The moment we returned to the fortress, the Alpha reappeared. Orders were issued, security teams mobilized, the captured attackers disappeared into interrogation rooms somewhere beneath the estate.
The man who had admitted weakness only minutes earlier vanished behind strategy meetings and emergency briefings. Yet the memory remained. The silver eyes, the claws, the monster hidden beneath expensive suits and cold discipline.
I hadn’t slept. By sunrise, exhaustion sat heavily behind my eyes. Unfortunately, the Volkov empire didn’t care. Empires rarely did especially when someone was trying to destroy them fr
