The Black Throne

(Ryker’s POV)

My hands moved swiftly over the document in front of me as I wrote down instructions for Zane.

Suddenly my breath caught, and a low rumble echoed in my chest as a voice rang inside me.

“See me in the throne room.”

The pen froze in my hand. My body went stiff. The command wasn’t loud, but the goosebumps rising on my skin told me all I needed to know.

I knew that voice.

It was Neva… no