LUCA'S POV
I heard it before I was all the way through the door.
Meet my fiancée. Anastasia Bennett.
The voice carried the way a voice carries when someone's practiced sounding like they aren't performing. Then the room answered — applause, a murmur, every head in the hall swinging the same way at once — and I knew the announcement had landed right where he'd aimed it.
I stood in the doorway and didn't move.
Ralph's hand was already at her waist. Not reaching for it — settled there, the hand of a man making a point to every Alpha in the room about exactly where he stood. Anna wore the smile she wears when something's on fire and she's decided nobody else needs to know it.
She found me across the room.
One second. Then she looked away.
I waited until I trusted my own face. Then I wa
