Damien POV
Is she lying?
I turn inward, demanding an answer from my wolf.
No, he replies immediately. She’s an Alpha. She’s masking her aura, but it’s powerful. Very powerful.
“f**k,” I snarl under my breath. “A female Alpha.”
Geneviève’s reaction is instant. She bursts into sharp, disbelieving laughter the kind that comes from shock, as though Aurélie has just struck her across the face.
“Excuse me?” Geneviève snarls, taking a deliberate step toward the Darkvale pack.
In response, their warriors swell their chests and bristle, clearly displeased by her advance. The tension snaps tight, drawn thin as a wire.
“I suppose you are the Beta?” I spit, turning my glare on Fabrice.
“Yes,” he answers smoothly, a smirk tugging at his mouth. “Amongst other things…”
What the f**k did that me
