Chapter 127

• Vesper’s POV
• ​I was sitting at the oak dining table inside the private Joverton estate, silently sipping my bitter black tea as I absentmindedly watched the visiting pack elders and regional corporate delegates exchange fake, polished pleasantries around me.
• ​On the surface, I kept on the mask of a cold, stoic, and unapproachable Alpha leader I always did, but in reality, my mind was miles away, completely fixated on a single text thread.