Adrian's POV
The underground casino stretched out before me like a cathedral of vice—massive, opulent, and reeking of desperation masked by expensive cologne.
Dead silence had claimed the space. I sat sprawled in my chair, mask obscuring my features, surveying the scene with deliberate nonchalance.
Behind me stood Shield and half a dozen of my people. In front of me? At least sixty armed guards, weapons trained, fingers hovering over triggers.
The odds didn't concern me in the slightest.
My watch face caught the dim light, flashing briefly. I smiled beneath the mask, letting my wolf's satisfaction bleed through my voice.
"I've heard stories about Britain's largest underground casino. Money, power, women—any stake you can afford to wager. But tonight's display of force s
