Emily
A collective gasp rippled through the crowd, followed by furious whispering. Everyone knew what happened to the Nightclaw King’s queens. None of them survived.
“She had a terrible accident a while ago,” Josh added, his voice smooth and fake as he gestured to my face. “She suffered injuries to her beautiful face. But even with that mark, she is still as precious to us as a rose.”
The hypocrisy snapped something inside my brain. The white-hot flame in my chest exploded.
I smiled, slowly rising to my feet. The see-through fabric of my dress fluttered in the wind, but I didn’t care. “Thank you, Alpha,” I said, my voice clear and dangerously sweet, hiding the absolute rage pouring through my veins.
I turned around, turning my back on the stage to face the hundreds of pack members sta
