Paige's POV
The man with the book is still waiting.
The question hangs. Celeste's Yes, I do landed fast. Callum's two words do not. Only silence.
Soren steps in half a pace. Low. "Callum."
Callum's hands stay at his sides. His mouth does not open.
Celeste's smile stiffens. She turns her face a little. Soft. Shove under it. "Say it, Callum. Please. Don't embarrass me in front of both packs."
A chair scrapes in the first row. Aldric. The look I know from the gallery. The oil one. The one that used to make the air in this house go thin. He glances at Soren. At the man with the book. Go. Remind him. Soren says the name again. Tight. Like he is pulling a body back from a ledge.
I don't want to watch this.
I can ask Fraser one less question. A pack only has one Alpha. One Luna.
And this
