A WEEK LATER INSIDE THE MAIN HALL
ZAVIER
Peace lasted exactly seven days. Which, statistically, was impressive. Training had resumed, Riko was still loud, Leo was still stealing food, Ben was still being psychologically harassed and Adam was still… there. So naturally something had to go wrong. The doors opened. Not dramatic, not loud, but the air shifted anyway.
"Again?" Ben sighed.
"I sense paperwork." Leo added.
"I SENSE DISASTER." Riko whispered loudly.
"You always do." Ben said.
"I AM USUALLY RIGHT." Riko insisted.
He wasn't wrong. A man stepped in, dark coat, sharp presence and unhappy expression.
"That's not ours." Aiden said in my head. "I think I have seen it before."
"No." I replied.
Recognition spread fast as whispers followed.
"That's-"One Alpha began.
"Black blood-"Another said.
"Their director-"Third one finished.
Director Aron. He didn't greet, didn't smile just walked forward like he had already decided something.
"This better be good." Kael muttered.
