Birdie's POV
Orion rose to his feet and glared at Brandon. Brandon flashed a smug smile and raised his wine glass.
My goodness. He's a menace.
"But your Majesty, won't you prefer we keep the lycan bloodlines pure? Lycan women are much better than werewolves, than those slaves."
The temperature in the room plunged. Everyone froze.
"Watch your mouth, Orion. As you can see, I have a werewolf by my side too. You just insulted her."
Orion looked at me. His eyes widened, he opened and closed his mouth like a fish out of water. He turned back to the king and bowed. "M-my apologies."
"I don't need your flimsy apologies. Apologize to Birdie."
The room gasped. I turned to the king, my brows shot up to my eyebrows. But he wasn't looking at me. He glared at Orion, his eyes like a flame.
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