*** Lara ***
“Who would like to speak first?” Kelton asked, his voice a mask of calm. Yet, I could feel a palpable tension vibrating through our bond—a tension he surely felt from me as well.
After a brief pause, it was evident that no one would voluntarily answer his question as the silence persisted. Every word I had uttered in the past half-hour seemed so incorrect, overly confrontational, overly defensive. I was determined to remain silent for now. In fact, I avoided even making eye contact with anyone, which explained my intense interest in the wood grain patterns of his desk. I doubted I could bear seeing any disapproval in any one of their expressions.
“You said your mate was a s**t and an omega,” Kilani growled, as if she just remembered it.
Oh, hell no!
“That’s how you descri
