Alpha Orion
The door was slightly ajar when she arrived, and that's when she saw him.
A tall, broad-shouldered Lycan male stepped out of the office. He had short dark hair, eyes like jagged ice, and a smirk that immediately made her skin crawl. His uniform—sleek black with silver trimming—was marked with the sigil of high-ranking authority: a general. He must be the one Indie had warned her about, she thought.
He paused at the threshold, nostrils flaring.
Rey's breath hitched, and she quickly bowed her head, body stiffening under his scrutinising gaze.