ALPHA TIBERIUS POV

I tossed the cup sideways, slowly tipping a sip from it.

My lips pressed grimly against each other, finger tapping nonstop on the chair.

The wine tasted different tonight. Sweeter. Better. If I hadn't picked it myself, I'd be sure something else had been brought to me.

Well, it was my luck anyways.

Footsteps approached quickly, then stopped. A guard stood before me, his head lowering.

“Good evening, My lord.”

I nodded in response, taking another sip from the wine glass.

“What's the update?” The words slipped through my lips as I leaned forward.

“All processes are complete. We're ready to move as soon as possible.”

I...