Malrik POV

“Thank you, Alpha Vitale, for receiving us on such short notice,” Zebulon began, his voice even, yet every syllable carried the kind of gravity that commanded silence. “I won’t waste time circling the matter. There are two issues before us the one we have long whispered about, and another that arose only two days ago.”

He paused, allowing the weight of his words to settle before continuing.

“The first is not new. For years now, leadership has been concentrated among ...