"Who's there?" Ellie called out.
A small, shaky voice answered, "I...uh...was told to deliver something."
"Come in," Ellie said.
The door creaked open. A young male-omega stepped inside, barely old enough to shave, with sandy hair sticking up at odd angles. He paused in the doorway, clutching sealed envelope in both hands. His eyes darted between Ares and Ellie, instantly realizing he had walked into something tense. He shifted from foot to foot, clearly wishing he could disappear.
"What do you want?" Ares snapped, his patience frayed.
The young omega flinched at Ares's tone, nearly dropping the envelope. "A...A letter, Alpha… a letter arrived from the council," he stammered, holding it out with trembling fingers. "I was told to deliver it right away."
Ares's frown deepened. What are the odds, he thought. His gaze flicked toward Ellie, and he gave him a short, silent nod.
Ellie stepped forward and stretched out his hand, his voice noticeably calmer. "Give it here."
