Alyssa signed the document without trembling.

The pen glided across the paper with a sound so soft it was almost intimate, like a secret being kept between her fingers and the ink. Around the long glass table, lawyers stiffened. Screens flickered with clauses, injunctions, timelines. No blood. No screams. Just law—sharp enough to cut bone.

“This filing triggers an immediate freeze on Davin Kade’s operational subsidiaries,” the senior counsel said carefully. “Once submitted, there’s no—”

“Submit it,” Alyssa said.

The word landed like a verdict.

Across the room, Ethan watched her profile harden into something unrecognizable and achingly familiar. This was the version of Alyssa that didn’t hesitate. The one...