Eran POV
I stayed in the corner of Eryx’s office, quiet, still, my back pressed to the wall as if I were just another shadow in the room.
He moved with purpose, strapping on weapons, giving short orders to the men who crowded the space. No wasted words and No hesitation. His jaw was set so tight the muscle jumped every time he spoke. They listened to him the way wolves listen to an alpha who has never failed them.
I watched it all through half lidded eyes.
Lincoln stood close to Eryx, his arm already healed enough to move freely. He kept stepping forward, then stopping himself, like a leash was pulling him back.
“I’m coming with you,” Lincoln said, voice firm. “You’ll need me.”
Eryx didn’t even look at him at first. He slid a knife into place, checked the lock on his gun.
“No,” he s
