Chapter 153 One-hundred And Fifty-three

• Abel
• We arrived at the Summit location as the sun was setting, painting the massive lodge in shades of gold and crimson. The building sat in neutral territory, ancient magic keeping it peaceful ground where no pack could claim dominance. Already, vehicles from other packs filled the parking areas, and I could see figures watching from windows as our transport pulled up.
• Millicent emerged from the transport with perfect poise despite her condition. She'd freshened up during the journey, every hair in place, tablet in hand, looking every inch the professional assistant. But I saw what others might miss - the white-knuckled grip on the tablet, the careful way she breathed through what had to be discomfort from sitting too long.