Pack Politics
POV: Sebastian
The whispers started before dawn. I could hear them as I walked through the palace corridors, the hushed conversations that died the moment I appeared, only to resume the second I passed. Servants, guards, pack members. Everyone was talking about it.
About me. About her.
"Did you hear the Alpha..."
"With that Omega girl..."
"His son's mate..."
"Disgraceful..."
I kept my face neutral, my stride purposeful, but inside my wolf was pacing, agitated and protective. The bond I'd felt snap into place last night when I'd taken Serenye, when I'd claimed her in that interrogation room, was still thrumming through my veins. Stronger than anything I'd felt in years. Stronger even than what I'd had with my late mate.
That thought alone should have filled me with gu
