Calla's Perspective
The three of us reconvened in Maya's room after dinner, speaking in hushed tones with the door firmly closed. Venus had suggested we meet somewhere private where we wouldn't be overheard or interrupted by any wandering Alphas.
"So," I said, settling into one of the comfortable reading chairs, "what exactly are we planning here?"
Aidan grinned from his spot near the window, where he could keep watch for anyone approaching. "A little reality check for our possessive Alpha friend. Nothing harmful, just... educational."
Venus, who had seemed fragile earlier in the garden, now looked determined in a way that reminded me strongly of Aoife. "He wants to pretend I don't exist while pursuing you for political gain. Maybe it's time he realized what he's actually giving up."
