Chapter 250: Another War?
But at the same time, it felt selfish to ask Soren to step in if he stayed behind. He didn’t want it to feel like he was using Soren. He wanted his help yes, but using him was not his intention, so it was only right to accompany him!
Before he could say more, the door opened—and in walked Troy, looking tense and apologetic. He had dark circles under his glasses, sleeves rolled up, and buttons not properly buttoned. The former right-hand man had been taking some heat since the incident, but now he stood in the doorway. Ronan had reinstated him on his way to meet Raphael.
Troy’s morning had started normally, except for the creeping dread in his gut that today was a big day at work. He straightened his glasses, adjusted his tie that he didn’t have to wear, and decided to remain positive for his first day at work.
But the moment he opened the front door, he stumbled upon an intimate scene. Soren holding Riven’s hand, lips brushing the back of it with slow devotion. Troy had the terrible timing to walk in right then. It was like walking into a trap. He hated this!
"AHEM! Hello, there." Troy coughed loudly.
"We should leave...," Soren said softly, brushing a stray strand of Riven’s hair behind his ear."Lest things escalate at the border." He sounded oh-so-calm, but his sneaky smile said otherwise.
Troy’s brain shorted out. Who was leaving? Why? They couldn’t leave, not without his master!
"Leaving?" he blurted. "No! We can’t leave! The Alpha should be back soon! He left a while ago. The business should be finished here!"
He sounded more like a circus seal squealing than a noble secretary to the Alpha.