Chapter 75

• Rhys
• The meeting with Alpha Ethan had gone on for hours, longer than I’d expected. He was frantic, trying to figure out where the rumor about him having the Crest had come from. I’d known Ethan for years—he wasn’t the kind of man to chase power recklessly or put himself in the middle of unnecessary danger. So when he swore to me, "I don't have the Crest, Rhys. I never wanted this attention," I believed him.
• Still, the attacks had come in waves, relentless and aggressive. My enforcers had held the line with his, but the pressure was intense. And just as suddenly as it had started, the onslaught stopped. I stood there, hands on my hips, watching the enemies retreat like the fight had been called off by some unseen command.