Ares & Alina POV

The rain had stopped hours ago, leaving the night air crisp and clear. Moonlight poured through the tall glass windows of the Sterling mansion, illuminating the quiet halls that had once echoed with chaos and pain.

Now, it was peaceful.

Almost too peaceful.

Ares stood by the window of his study, the faint glow from his laptop screen reflecting against his sharp features. The firelight from the nearby hearth danced across his face, softening the usual edge in his ...