CRYSTAL

“That rogue is already dead, Alpha. There's nothing we can do."

“Dead? Fuck!” Kallias's roar echoes off the walls. “Then what about the deal he promised me? What about our cooperation?!”

The chaos of papers scattering through the air, a vase shattering into pieces against the floor, greeted me as I stepped into Kallias’s study. His face was flushed crimson, nostrils flaring, his jaw so tight it looked like his teeth might break from the strain. Julian stood before ...