Kavira POV
“How would you feel to learn that she had been hired to steal them back from you?” Mr. Lockhart asked, his voice sharp, deliberate.
This is insane. Vorian must have reached out to Boaz for this information, and for him to even have that list gods, it infuriates me. He would’ve had to dig through my phone, comb through my emails hours of effort, and all of it done behind my back. I built my reputation on discretion, on confidentiality, and now he’s throwing it all into the fire.
Alpha Oren blinked, startled. “Hired… to steal it?” The words slipped from him more like a question to himself than to the court.
“Yes,” Lockhart replied flatly, unflinching. “That is exactly what I said.” He waited, patient as a predator, for Oren to process.
“Do you have proof?” Oren pressed sudden
