Celeste had barely registered anyone else’s presence as she hummed for Vamara .
But she stopped when she heard the daunting echo of footsteps—ones that belonged to the alpha king. His scent invaded her senses before she even saw him.
She looked up to meet his cold eyes and bowed her head. “Alpha,” she murmured. She couldn’t decipher the expression he wore before he glanced away.
Syzar then reached for his mother. His movements were careful as he hoisted her into his arms, tucking her head against his shoulder.
“Follow me,” he said curtly, his tone leaving no room for question. Celeste trailed behind as they walked out of the greenhouse. His breaths were quiet and heavy as they climbed the stairs.
Whispers spread through the halls. Servants stared at Celeste with surprise, wondering wh
