The hallway crackles with tension. Jaxon strides through, his presence commanding, while Betas Oliver and Rowan hang back, watching.

Jaxon: “Same as always. No one dares challenge us.”

Rowan (quietly to Oliver): “They think they’re untouchable.”

Oliver: “They’re just men. We don’t have to bow.”

Jaxon overhears, glaring: “What did you say, Beta? Think you can talk back?”

Rowan: “We don’t want trouble, Jaxon.”

Jaxon steps closer, smirking: “Too late for that. You’re in our way now.”

Oliver: “We’re not scared of you, Jaxon.”

Jaxon sneers: “You should be. Stay in line, or things get worse.”