Marcel's pov
I rose from my seat, gazing down at the three men who were still awaiting my judgment. Well, their case was pretty insignificant now that I had something else to deal with.
"Dismiss this case now," I said, waving my hands in Rowan's direction as the guards walked up to him.
Rowan scrambled to his feet, muttering thanks and bowing his head repeatedly—so much that I had to ask myself if I had told him he was going free by mistake. I would handle his case; matters like this should not go down this way, but not now. I had more pressing issues to attend to.
As the guards led them away, Arden stepped out of the shadows and came to me.
"It seems like we have a bit of an issue waiting to happen."
I knew at once that he was talking about Alpha John. Well, it would be pretty quick
