Old Foe

Kael's POV

A sharp knock at my door yanked me out of my thoughts. I knew who it was before the voice followed.

"Kael," Ava's voice echoed through the door, brimming with that sharp, no-nonsense tone I had learned to associate with her. "You've got a visitor."

I narrowed my eyes, wondering who could possibly be foolish enough to show up here unannounced. The way she said it, I knew this wasn't going to be good.

"Who is it?" I called out, my voice low, purposeful.

Ava didn't hesitate. "Guess who. The devil himself."

What? I cursed under my breath. The way she said it, it could only be one person. Ronan Blackthorn. My childhood rival, the Alpha who had spent years trying to outdo me, to take what was mine. But there was more than just the rivalry. There was Selena.

I stood up quickly, the weight of the situation settling over me. Ava's words weren't just casual banter—there was a warning in them.