Claimed by the Apex Alphas
And standing in the center of the hall, flanked by their entourages, were the three Apex Alphas.
Kael Drakon stood with his arms crossed, his obsidian eyes burning with cold fury. He was dressed in black silk, his jaw tight, his posture coiled like a spring ready to snap. Beside him, Ronan Stone was a wall of raw, simmering violence—his massive fists clenched, his grey eyes locked onto the blood staining my uniform.
And behind them, leaning against a marble pillar with his arms folded, was Zephyr Ashford. His silver eyes were unreadable, but his lips were pressed into a thin, knowing line.