SIERRA'S POV The chamber Isaak chose for our “discussion” was not a neutral one.It was a private war room on the top floor of the Moonbane stronghold, stone walls, carved wolf heads, maps pinned across every surface. A circular table stood in the center, dominated by a single chair at the head.I stepped inside without hesitation, cloak brushing the stone floor, mask gleaming in the low torchlight. Xenox remained outside as agreed. This conversation needed to happen alone.Isaak stood with his back to me, hands braced on the table, muscles stretched tight beneath the black leather of his uniform. The torches painted molten silver along the strands of his dark hair. “Lady Aris,” he said finally, voice low and controlled. “You kept me waiting.”“I was deciding whether the meeting was worth attending,” I replied coolly.He turned then, slow, deliberate, and I fought the urge to step back.He looked dangerous like this. Sharp-edged and focused, too close to the man I once knew.His gaz
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