Darwin's POV
There's a kind of satisfaction that a cold bourbon and a gist with my Beta always offer me. Also, since the meeting with Jasper, everything seemed to be working in my favour. I had closed deals and taken care of loose ends and so far, there had been no report about Orson trying to attack me.
Yes, the satisfaction was valid or so I thought.
“Orson has been quiet since we attacked him. Do you think he is planning a war?” The beta asked, nodding at the maid as she filled his glass.
The room wasn't stuffy but the mention of Orson's name aloud, made me feel hot. “He wouldn't dare. He doesn't have the strength to keep a war going.”
“We can't be certain. What if it happens suddenly?”
“If it does, then we will report him to the Alpha's court for starting a war.”
