The Third Person's POV
Raymon stared at his glowing phone screen, waiting for a reply that hadn't arrived.
Instead, a text message from Ralph popped up.
Ralph, "I've already explained to her about how to use the ointment. Don't worry, brat, it won't leave a scar."
A faint, rare smile tugged at Raymon's lips as he read the words.
Yet, looking at the silent chat window below Ralph's message, he furrowed his brow.
Why hadn't Aria replied to him yet?
The silence made a strange, restless energy stir beneath his skin.
A quiet knock shattered his thoughts.
Felix stepped into the study, holding a tablet.
"Alpha Raymon, regarding the shipping lines—we've noticed new movements from Leon and Julian. They are trying to contact the Freys to be their new ally."
Raymon's expression instan
