(Olivia's POV)
The air in the dining hall turned oppressive the moment King Richard's Alpha power pressed down on us. The weight was like a suffocating blanket, thick and unyielding. I stood frozen, every muscle in my body braced as I watched Dominic. His fists clenched tightly, veins bulging against tanned skin as his shoulders rounded forward. He was holding out—barely—but I could see the strain in every stiff movement.
Richard's sharp gaze remained locked on him, cold and calculating, as though he was dissecting Dominic's very existence. "Loyalty," Richard mused, his voice deceptively smooth, is a word wolves love to throw around. But tell me, Dominic, are you truly as holy as you claim? Do you practice the Moon's will? Are you as infallible as you want others to believe?"
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