Chapter 24
(Lex POV)
I can still feel the weight of every stare from dinner.
The whispers. The awe. The power humming through my veins like a storm that refuses to fade.
Miranda’s little stunt may have pushed me close to snapping, but she didn’t win. She wanted a reaction — wanted to rattle me, maybe even humiliate me.
But I didn’t give her that.
I showed her exactly who she was dealing with.
Still, the fury simmers low beneath my skin as we walk the quiet halls of the pack house. My steps echo against polished floors, and the energy from earlier still crackles faintly around me — moonlight and adrenaline. Colton walks at my side, close enough that his warmth brushes against my arm. His silence says more than words could.
He’s proud.
And something else.
I can feel it through the
