Chapter 125 Vow At The Peak Of The Storm
- {Dantes’ POV}
- I stood on the top floor of the Electra Pack headquarters, my fingers gliding across a holographic screen.
- On it, Sienna stood before the stubborn Silver Moon Council, wearing a sleek black suit that hugged her stunning curves. Those old fools, like toothless hyenas, couldn’t even lift their heads under her gaze.