Sebastian’s POV
“Sebastian,” Elder Harkins began, voice clipped and sharp. “It’s time you act like a true Alpha.
You’re—” He paused, glancing at the cluster of Elders as if their presence alone could somehow strengthen his weak point, “—distracting yourself with… trivial matters. Human affairs.”
The sheer audacity of them made my blood run cold. Daring to speak of her like she was insignificant. My jaw tightened, the muscles along my neck coiling. Human affairs. As if she was a mere possession to be dismissed, a temporary whim instead of what she was—what she is.
“She is not a trivial matter,” I said, my voice low and dangerous. The room quieted slightly, but I could see the condescending glances darting between them. “She is my Luna.”
A beat of absolute silence, then the murmurs
