The room was already filled with tension by the time they arrived.
Four men sat around the table wearing expressions that immediately irritated me.
The type of looks politicians had when they were trying to pretend that they had the solution to a particular problem.
I hated politicians solely because of that reason.
One of them stood politely to state the reason for their arrival.
“Alpha Dante.”
Dante nodded once. “Marcus.”
Marcus' eyes shifted toward me carefully. “Jax.”
I did not answer.
Marcus cleared his throat awkwardly before continuing. “We came because the Kingshade situation changes everything.”
“Yes,” Dante replied calmly. “We are aware.”
“The heir should be transferred.”
My expression darkened immediately but Dante stayed extremely calm. “Transferred to where?”
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