ARES' POV
The moment I stepped into my suite, a frustrated groan tore from my throat. The weight of the day hung on me like chains. Meetings with Lucas, followed by a whirlwind of political obligations, endless discussions about the upcoming Luna coronation, alliance talks, pack issues, it all felt like dragging a mountain up a cliff.
Being an Alpha King was no child’s play.
I threw myself onto the bed, the cool sheets doing nothing to soothe the heat rising under my skin. My thoughts drifted back to what Lucas said. Little Leister might be a seer.
A seer?
I sat up slowly, rubbing my temples. That could explain the way he heard the beast that day during the Siege attack, the growl, the voice… things no ordinary person could’ve picked up. But if he’s a seer, then why doesn’t he know it
