On the 165th floor of the Silvercrest Enterprises Tower, from which the whole city could be seen, Siel was still listening to the end of Vince’s story. The last rays of the sun came through the glass wall and painted the other white walls on the sides of the chamber a yellow/crimson hue when Ma’Heron arrived. And with him, was Myron.

“Hello, Myron! M, it’s nice to see you both again. I wish it was under better circumstances.”

The Gamma nodded silently and respectfully at the Luna.

“Hello, Siel! Wow, your first meeting as part of the pack! Are you nervous?” Myron said cheerily, which is his usual out-of-work self....