The heavy silence that followed Silas’s punch was suffocating. Every eye in the crowd was fixed on him, their gazes shifting from the unconscious man on the pavement to the heir of the Frostpine throne.
The suspicion in the air was thick enough to choke on, as the level of raw, protective fury Silas had displayed was far beyond what was expected for a mere bystander.
People began to lean into one another, whispering, their eyes narrowing as they tried to piece together why the Alpha’s son would risk his reputation for a lowly host at a place like Sky Club.
Naelis felt the shift in the atmosphere immediately. Her heart hammered against her ribs as she realized things were about to get out of hand. One wrong move, one lingering look at Jamie, and his life would be over.
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