Julian POV
“Drink up, you pathetic coward,” Khalani said, shoving a glass of amber liquid into my face.
I did not take the glass.
I stared straight through him, my knuckles white against the sticky surface of the bar counter.
“Put it down, Khalani,” I muttered.
My throat burned. It felt like I had been swallowing broken glass for the last three hours since leaving the Eternal Palace.
“Come on, man,” Khalani pressed, his voice shaking despite his loud words. “The entire pack network is melting down. The videos are everywhere. Everyone is talking about it.”
“I said put it down.”
I did not look at him. I could not.
If I looked at him, I would see the same look of terrified pity that every single Alpha in this private room at the Shadow Pub had been giving me since I walked through th
