japhet pov
The way Delphine looked took my breath away. Her soft curls cascaded down her back, catching the light in a way that made them look almost golden. Her bright eyes, wide and filled with wonder, scanned the opulent surroundings, completely oblivious to how she outshone everything in sight. The hairstylist had done an incredible job, but it was her natural beauty that stole the show. I couldn’t stop staring. She didn’t belong here—not in a room full of hardened Alphas, calculating and ruthless—but having her beside me felt right. She grounded me in ways no one else ever could.
I clenched my jaw as a pang of protectiveness rippled through me. The Primes would be in this room, and they wouldn’t care about her innocence or beauty. They’d see her as a tool, a weakness to exploit. I c
