Emily’s POV
I do not know how it happened, I could not tell. But a moment streaked in my head, and I saw the way she grabbed the handkerchief. Their fingers definitely touched.
With a labored grunt, I stormed into the house while he watched. He watched. That also made my belly recoil.
Later during dinner, a few members of his council were seated at the table because of some important event that would take place soon. I sat opposite Armon, digging into my meal but not eating. I was still pissed about earlier.
A few minutes after the variety of dishes, which in actual fact was a feast, was arranged on the table that never seemed to end, someone cleared her throat, and I looked up.
“Alpha Armon. We are about to discuss something extremely important and crucial.” It was Lisa. One of the
