A Mother's Ultimatum

Discreet Inn—Crest Outskirts, Midnight

The door opened hard, without knocking, without warning .

Anya Thorne stepped in with jaw clenched hard . Her eyes blazed with undisguised anger. Behind her, Luc standing in the corridor immediately stepped back—reading the situation with trained survival instinct .

Dante stood near the window with a glass of whiskey in hand . His posture was tense, shoulders