Caesar's POV
My side was receiving the same intelligence simultaneously.
"Alpha, confirmed—he escaped." Marcus delivered his report with characteristic efficiency, his voice crisp through the speakerphone on my desk.
"But our people have eyes on the Blackwood estate. The old Luna hasn't made any moves yet."
I left my phone on speaker, tossed carelessly on the mahogany surface, my expression carved from ice. Only after he finished did I respond, my voice cutting through the silence like a blade. "Then keep watching. Don't let her out of your sight."
"Understood, Alpha."
Marcus was about to disconnect when I added, "And keep tabs on Lucius too. I want to know what he's been up to lately."
Something told me that Viya's sudden retreat—putting an ocean of distance between
