Zebriks POV
Before I knew it, it was Wednesday morning, and I had yet to get an update from Marty or his trackers. The drive would take at least six hours, but I wanted a fully detailed plan in place before we moved out. No room for error. Something about this retrieval felt... different. Unease crept in, a gut feeling I couldn't shake. We had conducted many live retrievals before, but never one involving a royal. Royals didn’t even answer to the Council; they had their own monarchy that handled their issues and then passed them down. This was completely uncharted territory. And the biggest mystery—how the hell did a royal end up running with warped rogues?
The question had been rattling around my brain for the past 48 hours since Marty’s call, and it had yet to settle. Even worse, Atrou
