Chapter 13

• "Let's talk."
• Kai Wolfe's voice cut across the tense silence of the private study, sharper than any blade. Rhea, jolted hours earlier by Ash's unexpected apology, wincingly twitched. She sat facing the four Alphas, the great oak table between them appearing less barrier than a stage for an impending inquisition. Ash stood by the window, his back to them, a silent, brooding presence. Zane lounged in an armchair, feigning disinterest, while Blaze paced like a caged beast.
• “About what, Alpha Wolfe?” Rhea’s voice was steady, though her heart hammered against her ribs. She met Kai’s cool, analytical gaze.