Damien's POV

“I understand you were short a Beta,” he said flatly. “But Trey was trained already. He arrived the very next day. You weren’t struggling for months, Damien, you were overwhelmed for a week at most.”

He crossed his arms and leaned in slightly, tone sharpening.

“You say you didn’t have time, but you had time to coordinate a funeral, assign a new Beta, and make a grab for the daughters. Yet, you had no time to investigate the suspicious death of your second-in-command? ...