Chapter 1012 - You’re Just A Plaything

[New York, 7:01 PM]

The vast cityscape stretched endlessly beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, bathed in the golden glow of the setting sun.

Clyde stood at the apex of it all, his sharp blue eyes fixed on the boundless horizon, his posture as unshaken as the towering empire beneath him.

From where he stood, carefully adjusting the sovereign's tie and smoothing out the crisp lines of his suit, Soren tried to decipher the unreadable expression on the Alpha's chiseled face.

What could be going through his mind right now?

The question lingered, unanswered, as Soren's hands worked with ease.

But without realizing it, his lips curled into the faintest of smiles—sheepish, fleeting—before a light flush bloomed across his cheeks.

His thoughts had wandered, betraying him with echoes of last night.

His heart quickened.