Kael's P.O.V
The words hung heavy in the air, thick with tension. "This “Slut” is the one most worthy to stand beside me as my queen," I declared, my voice echoing in the vast hall. "Axl is my mate."
Gasps erupted from every corner like firecrackers, shattering the stunned silence. Axella remained a statue, her emerald eyes locked on Jerome's in a silent conversation only they could understand. My father, stared at me with a mixture of bewilderment and disapproval etched on his face. The weight of a thousand eyes held us captive, their gazes flitting between Axella and me like a bewildered audience at a magic show gone wrong.
A beat of shocked silence stretched into an eternity. Finally, Elliot's voice, laced with disbelief, pierced the awkward quiet. "My sister? Your destined mate?"
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