Amanda’s POV
The moment I saw the headlines, my stomach dropped.
“Alpha King Nicholas Crawford and Dr. E. Arden Spotted Together at Medical Summit!”
The photos were unmistakable. Nicholas’s hand brushed close to hers. They were not touching, but it was intimate enough to make every rumor mill in the city grind to life.
There she was: Esther, alive, standing next to him, her face calm but her eyes sharp, as if daring the world to challenge her. And the world had noticed. The cameras had noticed.
I had noticed.
I stormed through the corridors of the conference center, the click of my heels echoing like gunshots in the sterile halls. My anger and disbelief roared louder than my sense of propriety.
How dare she show herself here? How dare she flaunt herself next
