Ronan’s POV
The main hall was packed by seven AM—every available Serpent crammed into the space, sitting on chairs, standing against walls, perched on tables. The energy was tense, filled with anticipation. Word had spread that this was an emergency meeting about “critical club business,” which in Serpent-speak meant someone was about to get seriously f****d.
Tommy stood near the front, looking relaxed and confident. He had no idea what was coming, which was exactly how we’d planned it.
“Thank you all for gathering on short notice,” I said, moving to stand at the head of the room with Jaxon and Maddox flanking me. Alina sat in the front row beside Chloe, both of them surrounded by security. “We’ve called this meeting to address a matter of utmost importance to the club’s integrity and s
