Ethan POV

Alpha Henry's hand lands on my shoulder.

"Ethan, a moment? There's something I'd like to discuss. Privately."

I exchang a glance with Grace standing beside me. Grace stands there, her green dress catching the light like water.

She's smiling and nodding at me, as if to say it was okay, not to worry about her.

She looks happy. Relaxed.

Safe. For now.

"Of course." I follow Henry through a side door, down a corridor lined with portraits of past ...