Asher entered his throne room, his face weary and expression guarded, only to find Sarah and his loyal beta, Derek, in an intense discussion.
Derek glanced up the moment Asher walked in, his eyes searching the alpha's face, while Sarah stood by his side, arms crossed, a look of displeasure clear in her gaze.
Derek was the first to break the silence. "Asher, what happened at the Lycan pack?" he asked, his voice laced with concern. "I've heard different versions of the story." His eyes flicked briefly to Sarah, who looked back at him with an equally expectant expression.
Asher, avoiding their gazes, waved a dismissive hand. "It was nothing," he replied curtly, his voice steady, betraying nothing of the turmoil beneath. "Nothing that concerns you."
"I'm your beta," Derek growled. "You should know better than to say it doesn't concern me."
"Just… let it die Derek."
