The grand sitting room was an impressive sight, with its high ceilings, ornate chandeliers, and luxurious furniture. In the center of it all sat Alpha Damian, occupying a large, imposing chair that seemed to match his authority. However, today his powerful presence was overshadowed by the deep scowl on his face. His expression was tight, almost like a child who had been harshly scolded for some mischief, sulking yet unable to hide his frustration.