Dimitri's POV
I sat back in my chair, one leg crossed over the other, with a glass of red wine on the table beside me.
There was a soft knock on the door before it opened.
“Come in,” I said without looking.
My Beta, Darius, stepped in, looking tense. He was loyal, but often too cautious for his own good. He closed the door behind him, holding a fresh bottle of wine in one hand and that damn grim look on his face.
“You always look like someone just died,” I muttered. “Relax.”
He placed the bottle down with a soft thud. “We have a problem.”
I raised a brow but didn’t move. “What kind of problem?”
He didn’t smile. “King Alaric has opened an investigation.”
That got my attention. I leaned forward, my hand resting on the table. “Investigation?”
“Into you. Your ties with the Blood Riv
