(3rd person P.O.V)
As Xavier and Oliver guided Elena through the banquet hall, introducing her to key figures, a sudden shift in the atmosphere drew her attention.
Alpha Jason, Oliver’s father, rose from his seat and strode toward the stage. He tapped his glass a few times, the soft chime slicing through the hum of conversation. The chatter faded, the music softened, and all eyes turned to him. Clearing his throat, he spoke with a firm, authoritative tone that echoed through the grand chamber.
“Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention, please.”
A hush fell over the crowd.
“It is my great honor to introduce Elena as the fated mate of my son, Alpha Oliver, and Alpha Xavier.”
A ripple of reactions coursed through the room. Some guests cheered, elevating their goblets in a toast,
