As we walked down the grand staircase toward the main lounge where everyone was waiting, Drakon glanced down at me, his sharp eyes catching the tension tight around my jaw.
"Is everything okay?" he asked softly.
I kept my eyes fixed ahead, holding my phone tight in my hand. "Yeah. I'll talk to you about it later."
He gave a firm nod, respecting the boundary and asking for no further details.
When we reached the massive double doors of the lounge, Drakon pushed them open, and we stepped inside. The room was packed with his men, and the chaotic noise immediately began to quiet down, though heated whispers were already flying around about the Vipers.
"Are we really going after the Black Vipers?" someone shouted from the back.
"Who the hell are the Black Vipers?" another guard hollered o
