YULI’S POV
Something wasn’t right.
It had been sitting at the back of my mind for hours now, growing louder the more I tried to ignore it. At first, I thought it was just instinct—one of those moments where things feel off but you can’t explain why.
But this wasn’t that.
This was… patterned.
I leaned against the upper railing, looking down at the main hall below. Guards moved in tighter formations than usual, their eyes constantly shifting, their shoulders tense.
Xavier had done that.
He didn’t need to raise his voice. He didn’t need to threaten anyone. All it took was a few orders, a few changes in movement, and suddenly the entire house felt different.
Sharper.
Colder.
Good.
Because something was wrong here.
And everyone could feel it.
I pushed off the railing and started do
