ALPHA DAMON
I entered Selena's chamber, the air grew thick with tension. She was perched on her ornate throne, an air of smug satisfaction surrounding her.
"Alpha Damon," she purred, "to what do I owe the pleasure?"
I didn't have time for pleasantries. "Selena, I need to discuss Ava's capture. She's been unyielding, and I need your expertise."
Her laughter echoed through the chamber. "Unyielding, you say? Perhaps it's time to remind her who holds the power."
I clenched my jaw, suppressing a surge of frustration. Selena was relentless in her pursuit of dominance.
"I am not being soft, Selena," I countered, my voice measured, "I am being tactical. There are methods that don't involve resorting to brutality."
She regarded me with a sardonic smile. "Tactical, Damon? Your methods have al
