Aria
“I never thought I’d say this, but wow someone’s gunning for your asshole crown, Ronan,” I say when those gangly creeps leave.
It’s the lack of sound that makes me turn around. When I do, everyone is staring at me.
Not casually.
Not the normal wow, that was weird kind of staring.
No.
This is the intense, analytical, slightly unsettled kind of staring that makes the back of my neck prickle.
Five large wolves are looking at me like I just grew a second head.
I shift slightly under the weight of their attention.
“…Why are you all looking at me that way?”
My voice breaks the silence in the room.
The Assembly envoy has been gone for maybe three minutes, but the tension they left behind is still hanging in the air like smoke.
I glance toward my brother. “Liam?”
He’s standing be
