Alexander’s POV
The conversation with Zane was tense, every word a gamble. Two alphas standing face to face, the weight of dominance thick in the air. It wasn’t just about words anymore—it was a battle of wills. Yet, I wasn’t about to back down. I’d laid my cards down, revealing just enough to provoke him, to test his resolve.
“You wouldn’t dare go against the Supreme Alpha, would you?” I asked, keeping my tone deliberately low and measured. Each word was like a chess move, calculated to push him closer to the edge.
Zane’s jaw tightened. For a second, I thought I had him cornered, his silence betraying hesitation. But then he straightened, meeting my gaze head-on with a resolve I couldn’t ignore.
“I don’t trust you, Alexander,” he said firmly, his voice like steel. “If Daciana is
