Eve knocked on Damian's office door, her mind still buzzing with the joy of seeing Maya again. After four months of separation, having her best friend here felt like reclaiming a piece of herself she'd thought was lost forever.
"Come in," Damian's voice called from inside.
Eve pushed open the door and found all three of her mates already assembled. Damian sat behind his massive desk, his expression unreadable but his posture tense. Damon stood near the window, arms crossed, his usual restless energy dialed up to an uncomfortable frequency. Silas occupied one of the chairs facing the desk, his dark eyes tracking her movement as she entered.
The moment she stepped inside, the weight of their combined alpha presence hit her like a physical force. This wasn't the comfortable, protective energy she was used to. This was serious.
"Sit," Damian said, gesturing to the chair beside Silas.
Eve sat, her earlier happiness dimming slightly. "What's wrong? Is this about Maya?"
