Meanwhile, Fernando stepped into the study where Alpha Gérard sat comfortably on the sofa, as if he didn't stand in enemy territory.
Alexandre and Dominique flanked the door, arms crossed, their expressions carved from stone. Damien occupied the head chair, his posture rigid.
Fernando moved with quiet authority, taking the seat opposite Gérard.
He studied the man carefully the man who was not only a threat to his pack, but the fated mate of his daughter.
His daughters deserved strength.
But he had never imagined that Charlotte's mate would be the strongest of them all.
And their greatest enemy.
"What was your intention in crossing our border?" Fernando asked evenly.
Gérard's gaze settled on him, unreadable.
He had heard of Alpha Fernando of the Ancient Blood pack and of his twin sons. The undefeated Alphas.
"I was surveying," Gérard replied flatly. "Preparing for war."
Dominique's jaw clenched, his teeth grinding audibly.
