As Desina stormed out of the room, her footsteps echoing down the corridor, the tension in the chamber lingered like a heavy cloud. Kealan stood there, his cheek still smarting from the force of Desina’s slap, his heart heavy with the weight of her anger and disappointment.
Alpha Colyn’s eyes bore into Kealan with a mixture of disdain and triumph, his lips curling into a sneer as he taunted his rival. “Well, well, well,” he remarked, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “Looks like you’ve finally managed to alienate even your so called queen, Kealan.”
Kealan bristled at Colyn’s words, his jaw clenching with frustration as he struggled to contain his simmering anger. He knew that Colyn was relishing in his moment of weakness, reveling in the opportunity to assert his dominance over him once a
