GELLER'S POV
The night felt endless, with no signs of the guests leaving anytime soon. My patience was wearing thin. I was growing tired of these endless proposals, and the sight of the Alphas— the same ones who harassed Emory— continuing their loud, boisterous conversations only fueled my frustration.
Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. I grabbed the microphone and addressed the crowd with a forced smile.
“Thank you all for attending tonight’s ceremony,” I began, my voice firm but polite. “It’s been a pleasure hosting such esteemed guests. However, the celebration has now concluded. Please enjoy the rest of your evening and travel safely.”
The message was clear, and murmurs of acknowledgment rippled through the room as guests began to rise and make their way out.
As soon as the gran
