POV: Alex
I watched her from the shadows of my office.
She didn’t know about the cameras, infrared motion trackers hidden inside the training rooms. I had them installed years ago, mostly to monitor rogue recruits. But now?
Now I watched her.
Mia or Zero or whoever the hell she really was.
She stood frozen in the training room, her body trembling from the memory spike. I saw the way she staggered, the way her hand clutched the moonstone on her wrist like a lifeline.
But she didn’t fall. She never fully broke.
My wolf liked that and that made him dangerous.
I leaned back in my chair and let the recording loop again. She moved like a predator. Every strike in the earlier footage was deliberate. Not street-learned. Not military. Professional. Lethal.
Zero. The name that Hugo and Kell
