Warner's POV
Warner.
The sound of her surname sends ripples of tension through several alphas in the room. I draw out my mate's chair before settling into mine, her controlled fury radiating against my consciousness like heat from a flame. I need to learn her secret for maintaining such precise emotional discipline. The Alpha King takes his position at her right side. This meeting will be absolute hell, I can already sense it brewing. Document folders bearing the ZT corporate seal are scattered across the central table, which means Linton actively assisted in whatever devastating plan she has prepared.
"Now that we have full attendance, let's conclude this matter efficiently," Knowles begins with obvious irritation. His expression darkens as he examines the folders, likely recognizing that these families are already finished. "Someone explain the situation to me."
