“We’re running out of time,” Ares snapped. “I need that authority now, Killian. Every day we wait, it gets harder to control the council. I’ve bent the rules as much as I can, but if we don’t force Tabitha to break soon, all of this will be for nothing.”
I closed the door slowly, trying to keep my thoughts in check. I didn’t trust Ares. I never had. But right now, I didn’t have much of a choice. Ares had the upper hand. And if I made one wrong move, Tabitha would suffer even more.
“What’s your plan, Ares?” I asked. “What are you really after?”
Ares turned to face me with a cold smile. “That’s none of your concern, omega,” he spat. His word dripped with disdain. “You’re here to do what you’re told. Nothing more.”
My jaw clenched, but I didn’t take the bait. I was used to the insults, used to being treated like I didn’t matter. The sting of it had worn off a long time ago. But something about the way Ares spoke made me uneasy. Whatever he was planning, it wasn’t just about forcing Tabitha out.
“Just… tell me,” I pressed. “If I’m involved, I should know.”