BREAKING POINT
~DAXON'S POV~
I found Mathias in his study past midnight. The lamp on his desk cast shadows that made the room feel smaller than it was. Papers covered every surface. Maps with red circles. Strategic documents with notes in his tight handwriting. Half-empty coffee cups balanced on top of books.
He was bent over a territorial map, one hand braced on the desk, the other rubbing the back of his neck. His shoulders curved inward. The posture of someone carrying weight they couldn't distribute.
I didn't knock. Just walked in and closed the door behind me.
"They helped him escape," I said. My voice came out sharper than I intended. "Marcus and Elena. Clear treason. Pack law demands execution."
Mathias's hand stilled on his neck. He didn't look up.
"We've already discussed t
