Daelan POV
Walking up the stairs of the Hunter's Association feels more like a parade than an actual errand.
The flashing cameras are relentless, their blinding lights flickering with every step I take.
This is Sector B—the heart of commerce, the bridge between the elite of Sector A and the working-class strength of the fortress. It's where money and power merge, and now that I'm here as Morne's heir, I might as well be royalty.
"Mr. Crowe, welcome," a random yes-man greets me, all smiles and handshakes. He's on Morne's payroll, I recognize him from the estate's business meetings.
I give him a nod but don't slow my stride.
As much as the S-class guilds wield influence through sheer strength, money is the true force behind everything. And Morne? We own everything that matters.
The only difference now is that I'm in charge.
