Tessa
A murmur ripples through the ballroom as Alpha Lennox stride in behind Renric, as if they came together.
Suddenly the music stops. A clear, commanding voice cuts through the air from the elevated DJ platform. “Alpha Renric, the Lycan King of the Northern Lythengar… and Alpha Lennox, the Lycan King of the Eastern Lythengar.”
Every Alpha in the room straightens. One by one, they bow as both Renric and Lennox walk in.
Lennox veers to the right, his sharp eyes already locked on George and his family. I watch his shoulders square as he approaches them. Oh goddess, what is he up to?
Renric, however, stops directly in front of me.
My pulse quickens. I suddenly feel the need to hide like a child caught doing something forbidden.
For a heartbeat, he only looks at me. Then, to my utter
