Third Person POV
The claw mark burned into the concrete wall haunted Aria as dawn broke over the city. She'd spent the night reviewing security protocols, her eyes gritty from exhaustion, her mind racing with implications. If Emily was behind this, the threat was far more personal—and dangerous—than she had initially believed.
"We've doubled the guards at all remaining facilities," Maxwell reported, his broad shoulders filling the doorway to her home office. As Beta of her small but loyal pack, he took security breaches personally. "The supernatural teams are in position, and the human security forces have been briefed—as much as they need to be."
Aria nodded, studying the satellite images of her properties spread across her desk. "And Betty?"
"Secure. Daniel and Lyra are with her. No
