The hallways were quiet, deadly silent.
Ragnar stood at the center of it.
His hands were clasped behind his back, his broad frame still and his gaze hard and sharp.
His gaze remained fixed ahead, though there was nothing in front of him worth looking at.
He was thinking and waiting.
The doors behind him then opened and Prince stepped inside casually like he had the whole time in the world.
He didn’t really acknowledge the fact that he had been summoned by the Alpha, be it his father or not..
If anything—
He looked bored.
Ragnar didn’t turn yet or even acknowledge his arrival. He just let the silence stretch a beat longer.
Then—
“You crossed a line.”
Prince stopped a few steps in, his brow lifting faintly as if the statement barely registered.
“I don’t recall you or anyone draw
