Ezra swept into his study, the door banging shut behind him. Olivia, Gen, and Red looked up, sensing the tension radiating from him.
His steps were brisk, almost aggressive, as he crossed the room and sank into his chair. He didn't meet their eyes, his jaw clenched tightly.
With a curt wave, he gestured for Red to begin. She exchanged a glance with the others, noting the stormy expression on his face and the rigid set of his shoulders.
The atmosphere was thick with unspoken frustration, and Red knew better than to delay. She took a deep breath and began her report, her tone serious.
"First, Helena's threat to expose us to Griffin is credible. We were turned in the same coven and I've known her for a long time. She's ruthless and willing to do whatever it takes to get what she wants."
