Bryan's POV The plates were still warm on the tray, the scent of roasted meat and spiced potatoes clinging to the air, mixing with the faint sweetness of the wine I’d just finished. I leaned back in my chair, licking the taste of red wine off my lower lip as I tapped my fingers lazily on the table. "Clean this up," I said, my voice carrying across the room. My tone wasn’t a request—it never was. "Send in a maid." The guard outside answered with a muffled, "Yes, Alpha," and within a moment, the door cracked open. But it wasn’t the maid who entered first. It was Henry. Beta Henry—my father’s most loyal shadow, the kind of man who always had an air of seriousness that grated on my nerves. His dark eyes scanned the room, lingering on the tray, then flicked back to me as though judging how I lived my life. "Your father requests your presence," he said flatly, ignoring the discarded mess of plates, t
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