Marcus’s POV
Dominic’s words were still echoing through the dark bedroom when I turned my back on Cecelia, my mind instantly switching from her confused face to the strategic layout of our western borders where my loyal guards were currently being hunted. I walked out into the corridor with fast strides, Dominic keeping pace right behind me while his radio crackled with distorted static from the main security desk downstairs.
“Tell the gatehouse to initiate a complete lockdown of the main house immediately, and I want every single external sensor set to maximum capacity because if they are attacking the border outpost, the estate could be the secondary target,” I commanded, my hand gripping the iron banister as we hurried down the grand staircase toward the bustling foyer.
“The western
