Eve’s POV
As the festival began, a quiet ceremonial reverence started first, where one by one, everyone moved forward to pay their respects to Stefan. the Lycan king.
When my turn came, I took Jameson's hand and we made our way to Stefan. As we bowed, I could feel Stefan’s gaze fixed on me, and it remained that way for longer than it should. Longer than he would with anyone else.
I flicked my eyes up at him and lifted a brow in a silent reminder that we were not alone. Thankfully, he seemed to understand this and he snapped back to reality, finally turning to acknowledge Jameson with a warm nod and a small smile.
My heart tightened in my chest knowing that he had no idea he was looking into his own son’s eyes.
The thought of telling him crossed my mind but I immediately pushed it a
