Gabriel had left a while ago, but his words still hung heavily in Jace's large office. Its effect lingered long after.
Jace sat behind his desk with his elbows propped up on the polished wood. He pushed his fingers against each other and pressed them to his lips. The room remained quiet since Gabriel had left. Jace had said nothing, made no sound either. He just remained sitting on his chair, barely doing any work. Gabriel’s words echoed loudly inside his head. His relentless and unforgiving tone scared Jace.
“Get your house in order.”
The Alpha’s jaw tensed. Has it truly gotten that bad? Was he really losing control?
He had prided himself on being strong, collected and commanding, but it seems the cracks were showing. First with Luci, then Clara, and now his Beta looking him in the ey
