KAIA’S POV
The coronation arena was alive.
Not just with voices and music, but with a strange kind of energy buzzing in the air. It was in the way people spoke in low, respectful tones. The atmosphere itself. And it was definitely in the way my heart wouldn't stop racing for no reason.
Leander stood beside me, his hands tucked loosely in his pockets, his eyes flicking across the sea of people. Beside us were Jace and Dax, whispering and snickering like overgrown teenagers.
From where we stood, we could see Alpha Gareth clearly. He walked among the guests like he already wore the crown—smiling with too many teeth, shaking hands like he was handing out blessings. His chest puffed up with pride, like this whole night had been crafted just for him.
Jace leaned in toward Leander, imitating
