Chapter 52: Her Mate
(Aria's POV)
The room was silent, except for the soft hum of whispers. Eyes darted between Diana and me, curiosity burning in every gaze.
Diana couldn't mask the gleam of satisfaction in her eyes, though she tried to maintain a facade of calm.
My smile was small, polite, but deliberate. It carried no warmth.
My wolf stirred uneasily within me, sensing the tension.
The pack bonds in the room buzzed faintly as wolves murmured through shared connection, trying to interpret the situation unfolding between us.
Their scents carried excitement, wariness, and a touch of anticipation. They wanted a confrontation. They wanted a show.
I turned my head slowly, my gaze scanning the room like I was weighing every face, every whispered word. Their expectation only fue
