Page 18 of The Lycan King's Secret Child

She gestured to a sculpture of a wolf howling at the moon, crafted from wrought iron.

Xander: A hint of a smile "A symbol of solitude and strength. The lone wolf navigating the wilderness."

Amelia: "Do you relate to that?"

Xander: "Perhaps more than I'd like to admit."

She tilted her head, studying him.

Amelia: "You know, for someone so private, you're quite open in your metaphors."

Xander: "Maybe I'm hoping someone will decipher them."

Amelia: "Is that an invitation?"

He met her gaze steadily.

Xander: "Do you accept?"

Her heartbeat quickened.

Amelia: "Depends on where it leads."

Xander: "To truths that few have discovered."

Before she could respond, a man approached them—tall, with sharp features and an air of urgency.

Man: "Mr. Drakov, a moment?"

Xander: Eyes still on Amelia "Can't it wait, Marcus?"

Marcus: "I'm afraid it's pressing."

Xander sighed softly.

Xander: "Excuse me for a moment, Amelia."

Amelia: "Of course."

As Xander and Marcus stepped aside, Amelia pretended to admire a nearby painting while subtly trying to overhear their conversation.

Marcus: In hushed tones "There's been another breach. We need to address it immediately."

Xander: "Here? Now?"

Marcus: "No, at the facility. The council is demanding your presence."

Xander glanced back at Amelia, conflict evident in his expression.

Xander: "Inform them I'll be there shortly."

Marcus: "Understood."

Marcus departed swiftly. Xander returned to Amelia, his demeanor composed yet slightly strained.

Amelia: "Everything alright?"

Xander: "Just some business matters that require my attention."

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