The first floor of the dormitory tower was quiet at this hour. Most students were already in classes or training, leaving the long corridor empty save for the two figures standing by the arched window.
Alexander leaned against the stone wall, his massive arms crossed over his chest, watching his friend with growing curiosity. Silviu stood motionless at the window, his broad shoulders framed by the pale day light. His focus was absolute—locked on something outside, something that had captured his attention completely.
Alexander had known Silviu Conti for nearly a decade. He had seen him in battle, in court, in the kind of trouble that made lesser wolves run for cover. But he had never seen him look quite like this.
Intense. Hungry. Focused.
"What captured your attention?" Alexander aske
