Adrian's POV I tie the last lace on my boots and walk out of my dressing chamber, into the dimly lit hallway. The sound of my footsteps echoes through the silence, and I can sense the weight of my presence, the fear and respect that precedes me. A knock echoes through the silence, and I call out, "Come in, Demitri."The door opens, and Demitri enters, his tall frame and imposing presence commanding attention. He bows low, his head almost touching the floor. "Alpha Adrian," he says, his deep voice a low rumble.I nod, my expression neutral, and he rises from his bow. His eyes are cast downward, never meeting mine directly. I know it's him without even looking - only he is allowed in my personal chambers, and only he would dare to enter unbidden."Alpha Adrian," he says again, his voice laced with reverence. "I've assigned a maid to deliver food and clothing to the prisoner."I nod, my expression still neutral. "Very well, Demitri."Demitri hesitates, then asks, "May I speak, Alpha Adr
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