Orion drove into the palace grounds like a storm, his knuckles white from gripping the steering wheel too hard. The words Zane had spoken about the Rogues seeking revenge for his mother's dealings rang in his head like a curse he couldn't shake. The air inside the car felt suffocating, heavy with his anger and frustration, as he screeched to a halt before the grand entrance. Without waiting for anyone, he threw open the door and stormed inside.
He moved with the energy of a beast barely contained, his footsteps thundering down the hall. Servants scrambled to get out of his way, sensing the hurricane that was Orion Silverclaw. His parents were waiting for him in the grand hall, their faces expectant, as though they hadn't a clue of what was about to unfold.
"What have you done?" Ori
