Chapter 75
Liam left the guest wing that evening with fury still simmering hot beneath his skin, though beneath the anger, something colder and more calculating had already begun to take root.
Who exactly was General Chase Silverthorn, that he would risk direct confrontation with a future Alpha over a mere servant girl?
He had assumed, these past weeks, that the general's interest in Callie stemmed from simple, misplaced sympathy, perhaps some personal code of honor that made him uncomfortable witnessing cruelty toward household staff. But the fierce, immediate intervention he'd just witnessed, the barely restrained fury in Chase's voice, the implicit threat of consequences far beyond what a simple visiting dignitary should reasonably be able to enforce, none of it fit the picture Liam
