Aiden’s POV

I’d been staring at the same document for almost half an hour, the numbers getting even more complicated with each passing second. Every proposal, every figure I’d drawn up was supposed to ensure Half Moon’s dominance in the region.

Nothing—nothing—was supposed to go wrong.

Then Vance walked in, holding a thin envelope and an expression that made me uneasy.

“Alpha,” he said, hesitating at the doorway.

I glanced up from my desk. “What is it?”

“It’s… from ...