C58 Run, Roman, Run!

Aarhea’s POint of View:

The morning air was sharp, biting at my skin as I stepped into my study.

Jake was already there, arms crossed, his expression tight.

Ellias leaned against the wall, tossing a knife from one hand to the other like it weighed nothing.

The moment I closed the door, Ellias smirked. “So… what’s the move, Alpha Aarhea? Roman made a fool of himself last time