Arthur had handled war councils with steadier focus.
He had negotiated territory disputes, reorganized patrol routes after ambushes, and settled internal conflicts that could have split alliances if handled poorly. He had made decisions that carried life-and-death consequences and never allowed hesitation to show.
Today, he forgot what his omega had just reported.
Not because it lacked importance, but because Silver was in his home.
Not guest quarters arranged for diplomatic visits or temporary holding space, or a territory he merely allowed her to pass through.
His home.
The knowledge sat beneath his skin like a second pulse, steady and impossible to ignore.
The omega, Paul had repeated himself twice before Arthur realized he had stopped listening.
“The eastern boundary reinforcem
