Elara’s POV
The royal ledger slammed onto the table with a loud crack that made Rhea jump and drop her ink pen. Idris was sitting across from us, his head buried in his hands, surrounded by three separate mountains of financial paperwork that I had personally dragged out of the archives. He looked completely miserable, his shoulders sagging like he’d rather be facing a horde of feral rogues than sitting in this room with me.
"I am the Beta of the Royal Crescent Pack," Idris groaned, his voice muffled against his palms as he slowly looked up at me. "I manage border defenses. I coordinate elite enforcers. Why am I spending my afternoon watching you read receipts from three years ago?"
"Because your accounting department is an joke, Idris," I said, flipping through a thick parchment page w
