Chapter Ninety one

Ethan's POV

Watching Alpha Orion and Darius locked in their heated argument, a wicked smile crept onto my face. This was the moment I had been waiting for, everything falling into place exactly as I had planned. The tension, the anger—it was all unfolding before me like a perfectly crafted play. I leaned back in my chair, crossed one leg over the other, and slowly brought the wine glass to my lips, savoring the moment.

My eyes drifted to Anita. She caught my gaze, shook her head, and stood up from the table. Darius, too caught up in his confrontation with Orion, didn’t notice her slip out of the dining hall. I put down my glass quickly and rose from my seat, signaling to my backup to keep Darius distracted. I couldn’t let him follow her—this was my chance to speak with Anita alone.

I hurried down the hallway, catching a glimpse of her just as she reached the end. She moved quickly, her steps purposeful, like she knew exactly where she was going. This palace was all too familiar to h