Chapter 212

Alpha Bronson POV

The next morning, they came for me.

I knew it before anyone knocked.

I had barely slept. I had spent most of the night sitting on the edge of the narrow bed, staring at the roof while Flint slept across the room.

Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the same things again—the Manticore standing over Vespera's portrait, the way he had spoken about Talia, the certainty in his voice wh