Theo offered a relieved nod, as if finally seeing a pup learn to track. "Precisely. From this moment on, you will master the art of the 'Tea-Master'—weaving subtle, bitter deceptions. Whether you can drive a wedge between those two brothers or not determines your value to this pack."
The assistant straightened his back, his posture radiating a new, arrogant confidence. "Old Alaric has already discarded his True Luna to elevate a mistress. He has poisoned his own bloodline. Nathan and Alaric are already standing on the edge of a jagged ravine. With just a small nudge to their pride, I can shatter their bond completely."
"Then I shall sit and wait for the howl of your victory," Theo said, sinking back into his office chair.
The assistant blinked, caught off guard. "What does this mean, Mr
