|| Lilac’s POV ||
For the first time, Kael’s carefully maintained composure cracked. He pushed up from his chair so abruptly that it scraped against the marble floor with a piercing screech. His palms slammed against the table, the impact echoing through the room like a gunshot.
“Shut the f**k up!” he roared.
The entire room fell deathly silent.
A shiver ran through me, not from fear, but from exhilaration. The mighty Future Alpha King had lost control.
I flinched, curling my shoulders inward as if I had been struck by his rage. My lower lip trembled, and I ducked my head, playing the part of the fragile, pitiful she-wolf who had been scolded for nothing more than speaking the truth. Let them see me as the wounded mate, let them whisper about how their future Luna had been hum
