* Arriane *
I heard everything, every word coming from the mouth of that vile man. From inside my tent, I stay quiet, their voices carried clearly through the camp. Alpha Roden had never been subtle. A cruel Alpha like him rarely were.
By the time the shouting ended, I was already standing outside.
Gaspar looked up when I stepped outside. Several warrior guards immediately straightened, but I ignored them. My eyes found Alpha Daemon across the camp.
Even from a distance, I could see the tension building in his shoulders. He was holding back.
The control he had to make, take a lot of effort. His restraint is admirable. Most wolves would have attacked someone after those insults. Even I nearly lost it, especially after Alpha Roden dragged my kingdom into it.
But Alpha Daemon had remain
