By evening, the whispers had become roars.
What had happened inside the Temple had already spread across every corner of the Royal Pack like wildfire. From the castle guards to the kitchen servants, from the noble estates to the patrol camps, everyone was speaking of the omega who defied fate.
An omega who glowed gold.
The Royal Court had been summoned in emergency session. Its heavy stone walls now echoed with anxious murmurs and disbelieving tension. Nobles filled the seats, their expressions stiff with confusion and disbelief, eyes flicking toward the royal family seated at the head of the great chamber.
Queen Lana sat like a coiled serpent, back straight, jaw tight, nails digging into the velvet of her chair. She hadn’t said a word since arriving, but the fury in her eyes burned br
