The penthouse feels wrong without Adrian.
I stand in his office staring at maps spread across his desk. Strategic positions. Guard rotations. Weak points in Asher's compound. Everything we need to plan a rescue.
Except we cannot plan a rescue because the Council forbids it.
"This is insane." Clara paces behind me. Her leg is still healing from the steel mill. She should be resting but she refuses. "We cannot just leave them there."
"Council's orders are clear. We do not move without approval." I keep my voice steady even though everything in me screams to disobey. "Going rogue means losing pack status. Losing protection. Losing everything Adrian built."
"He would go. If it was one of us he would already be there."
She is right. Adrian would burn the world down to save any of us. Woul
