Ashriel
I rose from my desk, my muscles coiled tight. The study. Father’s old study. The room where he had once held court, where he had planned his strategies, where he had made his decisions as Alpha. He was reclaiming his territory, piece by piece.
We walked in silence down the long corridor, the tension between us thick enough to cut with a knife. When we reached the study, the door was already ajar. Inside, Aurelia, Dr. Jack, and Dr. Zachary were seated around the large oak table, looking somewhat bewildered. Aurelia’s eyes met mine for a fleeting moment, before she quickly looked away.
Lucien strode into the room, taking his place at the head of the table, his old seat. I stood by the door for a moment, my gaze sweeping over the room, the familiar scent of old books and metal fill
