~Calix POV~
The bombshell that Agent Carter was a werewolf ally had us buzzing, the estate's war room alive with plans as we prepped to meet him back at headquarters. Annalyn was gripping the focus stone, her pregnancy making her a bit pale but her eyes fierce.
Lucas was checking his phone for updates, Matteo was tapping away at his laptop, and Ezra's runes were flickering as he studied a prophecy scroll. My wolf was itching for action, and knowing Carter was one of us felt like a rare win against the council's schemes.
"Carter's meeting us in an hour," Lucas said, pocketing his phone. "Says he's got dirt on the Visayas."
I grinned, sharpening my knife. "About time we had a friend in a suit. Think he's got claws?"
Annalyn rolled her eyes, her voice teasing. "Calix, not everyone's as showy as you."
I winked, leaning closer. "You love my show, princess."
Matteo smirked, not looking up. "Focus, loverboy. We need Carter's intel to stay ahead."