GABRIELLA’S POV

The morning had started off with an unexpected interruption. Nicklaus and I were enjoying a quiet moment together when a loud knock on the door shattered the tranquility of our space.

Frowning, Nicklaus rose from the bed and went to answer it. I could sense the tension building within him, and as he swung the door open, his expression turned into a mask of fury. It was his beta, and from the urgency in the man's voice, it was evident that something crucial had arisen.

I watched from a distance, feeling the waves of anger radiating from Nicklaus. He seemed ready to explode at the slightest provocation, his...