Contd.
Royal Alpha Roar.
“I suspected, but I held my tongue from uttering it…” Linda starts with condemnation. Does she even realize what she’s interrupted? Does she know this is the last conversation I want to have right now? She’s let Serayah slip through my hands—
“Speak!”
I let out a murmur. “What do you want me to say?”
“Have you forgotten why you brought her here? The woman you harbor hate for is the same one whose breast was latched in your mouth! Or am I blind? I saw the signs, Roar. First, it was you allowing her to choose her own wedding gown, even though Moon Grave weddings are my domain per traditions. Then, she joined the Paragon meeting without your knowledge, and you let it pass. You didn’t fire that frost ward fool she hired back. And worst of all, when I told you s
