Victor's POV
I kept repeating the question in my head, trying to find some part of it that didn’t feel real.
But it was real.
“She really sent them,” I whispered.
Abel didn’t answer. He just stood there, quiet, his face unreadable.
At that moment, another guard stepped into the office, looking pale.
“What now?” I asked, not even bothering to sound polite.
The guard’s voice shook. “He’s… also here.”
I frowned. “Who?”
The guard looked right at me. “Your father, Alpha Dimitri.”
The room froze. I didn’t even blink. I felt the change in the air. The heaviness.
Abel cursed under his breath and stepped in front of me a little, like he already knew what was coming.
“Alpha Victor,” he said in a low voice, “you need to leave. I’ll come up with an excuse, buy you time.”
I shook my head
