Rowan’s POV
The knock came just as I’d sat down with my second cup of coffee.
Vanessa looked up from where she was reading a book…though I knew she hadn’t turned a single page in the last hour. Her mind was always with Selina these days.
“I’ll get it,” I said, setting down my cup.
I opened the door to find five men in gray suits standing on my porch. Councilman Thorne stood at the front, his silver hair gleaming in the morning light, his sharp eyes already taking note of everything to report later.
“Councilman Thorne.” I kept my voice pleasant, welcoming, even though warning bells were already ringing in my head. “Gentlemen. What can I do for you this morning?”
“Alpha Rowan.” Thorne’s smile didn’t reach his eyes. “We apologize for the unannounced visit. May we come in? We have some m
