I had never walked into a battleground before, but right now, as I walked deeper into the dining hall, I knew this was what it felt like.
It was a kingdom of silence, lights and stares.
Long, ivory candles burned down the corner of the large dining table, dripping ivory wax on the edges of golden trays. It filled the air with a scent that was both heavenly and savage. There were whole cuts of venison and boar rested on polished platters around the table.
This was a feast worthy of alphas.
I clenched my fists, forcing my hands to stop trembling as I reached the table and sat on my designated seat, beside Damien. I rested my hand on my lap, and tried not to stare at the glistening meat in front of me or the steely gaze that kept drifting towards me.
The gaze of Marie Voss.
The gl
