R A I D E N
That did it.
A slow smirk tugged at the corner of my mouth as I tilted my head, studying him like a problem that had suddenly grown amusing.
“Think?” I echoed softly.
I leaned forward now, resting my forearms on the desk, my presence pressing outward, filling the room. “I do not have you working for me to think.”
Draven stiffened instantly, spine straightening as if struck by an invisible lash.
“You execute,” I continued calmly. “You observe. You report. You do not second-guess my decisions.”
“Yes, Alpha,” he said immediately, lowering his head.
A sudden, sharp bang echoed through the study, loud enough to rattle the windowpanes.
Draven’s head snapped up instantly, eyes darting toward the door. I stilled, the pen halting mid-scratch as the sound reverberated through th
