CHAPTER 47
Dante’s POV
A faint knock at the door drew my attention from the stack of note cards in my hand. I wasn’t a man who typically relied on speeches—I preferred action to words—but today was different. This presentation had to be perfect. Byers Designs wasn’t just about building a company; it was about cementing my pack and my name as untouchable, undeniable forces in both business and the supernatural world.
“Enter,” I commanded, my voice firm, decisive. Only one figure dared interrupt me without second-guessing himself: my Beta. Logan stepped inside, his usual cool demeanor intact, though there was a glimmer of urgency in his gray eyes.
“Alpha King,” he greeted, his tone laced with both respect and familiarity. “The guests are seated, and they’re ready for you.”
I exhaled slo
