Chapter 133
Chapter 133
Vargan’s POV
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Ezra not throwing me out immediately was surprising enough. What shocked me even more was the apology. He had nearly torn my throat open moments ago–and yet he’d managed to force out a sorry.
Hearing that word fall from Ezra’s arrogant tongue felt more surreal than laying eyes on Selene herself.
The lad had changed.
And I knew exactly who was responsible.
Only one person could soften Ezra’s iron temper like that–his Luna, Lylah.
I made a mental note to hug that girl the moment I saw her and thank her properly later. Unfortunately, she still had a class at the moment. She had called earlier to say she’d be returning late tonight.
Halvar called again to convince Ezra to attend the meeting after all. Eventually, Ezra relented, deciding there was no harm in stopping by the Research Center to give a brief appearance.
The moment we arrived, Damon muttered a curse under his breath.
“Selene save us … ”
“What is it, boy?” I asked just before we stepped inside.
Damon gestured toward the parking area. “Master… do you see that car? Do you recognize the pack sigil on it p>
My gaze followed his hand to a sleek white Maybach parked a short distance away. A luxurious machine- but nothing that immediately caught my interest.
“Yes,” I said after a moment. “That belongs to the Blackfang Pack p>
“Exactly,” Damon replied grimly. “Which means Alpha Rowan Blackfang and Logan Silver must already be here. ”
I frowned.
Rowan Blackfang.
I knew of him. One of the younger Alphas rising in Verdanth–a man who had dragged his crumbling pack back from the brink by plunging headfirst into the technology field.
“Several months ago, he arrived in Lunaris,” Damon continued as we walked toward the entrance. “His goal was to expand his influence here as well. He even proposed a collaboration with Alpha Ezra p>
“And?” I asked, mildly amused. “How did Ezra respond? My grandson has never been interested in cooperating with anyone he doesn’t like – and Rowan Blackfang has never been someone who earned his respect p>
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Chapter 133
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“That’s the problem, Master,” Damon said, worry threading his voice. “Alpha Ezra rejected him outright. Since then Rowan has tried everything–forming alliances with our rivals, launching aggressive advertising campaigns, and developing competing research projects.
He’s determined to surpass Lunaris Research Center p>
“Hm,” I murmured. “Interesting p>
What intrigued me more was Ezra’s silence.
Not once had he mentioned Rowan or any of his attempts to challenge us. Which left only two possibilities: either Ezra truly didn’t care…
–or he had been planning something quietly in the shadows.
The glass doors slid open with a soft hiss.
The scent of wolves – sharp, metallic, and electric – washed over my senses immediately.
And there he was.
Rowan Blackfang.
Inside the conference room, engineers and researchers rose to their feet the moment Ezra stepped in. Respect rolled through the air like a wave.
Everyone stood.
Everyone except Rowan.
My brow lifted.
‘Such boldness.
“Alpha Ezra of Moonclaw,” Halvar announced formally, his voice cutting through the tension. “High Leader, founder, and owner of Lunaris Research Center p>
The man beside Rowan–Logan Silver–immediately bowed his head in proper respect.
Rowan rose more slowly.
But there was no deference in it.
His posture was relaxed, almost predatory, as if he were measuring prey rather than greeting a fellow Alpha. His eyes narrowed slightly while he inhaled the air.
Then his gaze locked onto Ezra.
A flicker of something sharp flashed across his face.
“…This scent,” Rowan murmured.
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