ALFRED POV

The study was quiet after the whole chaos of the feast. Marcus lounged on the sofa, while Andre, my ever reliable beta, stood beside the map table, reviewing tomorrow’s schedule.

“The first matches begin at dawn,” Andre said and adjusted his glasses. “Alpha Kael has requested to open the tournament with a demonstration bout.”

“Let him,” I replied and leaned back in my chair. “It keeps him happy and shows the others that we have nothing to prove.”

Marcus stretched on the sofa lazily. “And the pretty Luna from the High Mountains? Should we assign extra guards near her?”

I raised an eyebrow in surprise. “You think she...