Running out of time

Smith's eyes tracked Luna Jasmine's departure, his expression thoughtful as he processed the intensity of the exchange. He swiftly picked up his phone, his fingers moving with practiced ease, the soft glow of the screen illuminating his focused face.

He dialed Matthew's number, the ringing tone echoing through the silence, filling the room with anticipation. Matthew didn't answer, leaving Smith's brow furrowed in concern. He redialed, his patience unwavering.

This time, Matthew picked up on the first ring. "Matthew, I just need a few words with you," Smith said, his voice low and measured, careful not to betray the urgency brewing inside.

"Go on," Matthew replied, his tone cautious, guarded.

"Alpha Xavier's situation is escalating," Smith continued, his words dripping with gravity. "Luna Jasmine has given him an ultimatum. The tension is palpable, and I fear the consequences if left unchecked."

Matthew's pause was brief, a moment of strategic silence. "What's the timeline?" he asked,