Alexander's war room wasn't what I expected.
No dark dungeon or ancient maps. Just a modern office in the penthouse with multiple screens, a large table, and a few trusted betas standing around.
I sat at the table, still in my work clothes from yesterday, feeling out of place among these warriors.
"This is Marcus, my second," Alexander introduced the tall, scarred man. "And Lena, my intelligence lead."
Lena nodded at me, her eyes assessing but not unfriendly.
"We traced the arson accelerant," Marcus said, pulling up files on the screen. "It's a rare compound used by rogue wolves from the Eastern territories."
Alexander's jaw tightened. "The same group that challenged my father years ago."
"And the threatening calls came from burners registered to a shell company linked to Victor Kan
