Camellia's POV
I stood up, my voice calm to the point of coldness. "My upbringing isn't for you to judge. Perhaps you should focus on your son's moral education. After all, in civilized society, it's hard to imagine what kind of family would raise an heir who cheats on his spouse."
My words seemed to infuriate Priscilla. She was so angry that she picked up the glass of water in front of her and threw it at me.
I didn't have time to dodge. The water hit me squarely in the face.
Cold water dripped down my chin and into my collar, my hair clinging wetly to my skin. The fabric of my shirt clung tightly to my chest as it absorbed the water.
I instinctively closed my eyes, and Lyra let out a warning growl in my mind.
I suppressed my Alpha aura, which was on the verge of erupting.
This was
