Voren looked completely drained, not from any physical fight but from the endless mental toll of dealing with lies, betrayal, and all the hypocrisy that had been piled on for far too long.
Every last bit of patience he had left was running on empty, and it showed in the heavy way he carried himself as he faced the room.
"Yes, we came here looking for business opportunities," he began, his voice steady even though frustration simmered just underneath the surface. "Just not in the way all of you assumed."
His sharp gaze swept across the gathering, and several Alphas instinctively dropped their eyes under the weight of it.
"I let Sera handle things her way throughout the Moon Festival because I wanted to find honest people, not a room full of sycophants who only know how to smile and nod."
Silence settled over everyone like a thick blanket. Voren took his time studying every face before he went on.
