Demyan’s POV
The door creaked open as I stepped out into the corridor, still bare-chested but now wrapped in a loose robe. My senses extended instantly, searching for anything anyone. But the wind howled softly, and the path outside the chamber remained untouched.
Still… I didn’t trust the silence.
I pulled out the small communication stone hidden beneath the decorative panel on the wall. “Karl,” I said into it firmly.
A crackle. Then his voice came through. “Yes, Alpha?”
“I want a perimeter set around the secluded wing,” I ordered. “No one comes near the corridor. No servants. No guards. No one.”
Karl didn’t question me. “Understood. I’ll station men around the outer ring and keep them distant enough not to draw attention.”
“Good,” I replied, voice harder than usual. “If anyone tri
