Kaelon’s POV

I leaned back in my chair, the mahogany surface of the conference table cold against my palms.

The boardroom buzzed with the usual chatter, the hum of voices blending into a background noise I had long grown accustomed to.

I had a meeting with the board members concerning the new fashion line we were venturing into. Nothing out of the ordinary.

Discussions about the fashion line were the usual agenda, but there was an undercurrent of something else ...