Elian's POV
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"Good of you to finally join us, Alpha Prince." Delte Reina's sarcasm was rich when Lucian opened the door to the war room.
He stepped in first, followed awkwardly by Elian, whose fingers were glued to the door.
Lucian ignored the Delta's words, walking past her and the Gamma and making his way to the other end of the rectangular metal table at the centre of the room.
White crystals shone from the walls, casting a glow that felt almost serene. Perfect contrast against the tense atmosphere here.
"What were you even doing—" Delta Reina was about to speak again but paused. Her sharp eyes scooted to Elian, brimming with confusion when she saw him.
Elian smiled awkwardly as he stepped in, closing the door behind him. "Uhm... Good morning. I—"
"Elian Ashford." Gamma Drax remarked, stroking his white beard slowly. "Nice to see you. Face to face. You seem... Different."
Elian's heart did a somersault, his limbs trembling like he was struck by lightning.
