Michael’s POV
The second Lucy’s footsteps echoed down the palace corridor, I knew she was upset. Her heels hit the floor sharply and fast, like she wanted everyone to hear her coming. I turned away from the balcony, already annoyed.
“What now?” I asked, trying to keep my voice calm, but I could feel my patience running out.
Her face gave her away. Anger, disbelief, a little hurt, all right there, plain as day. But I wasn’t fooled by that look.
“I went to welcome Selene to the pack,” she said, dragging it out, every word sour. “And she was rude.” She hesitated, then straightened up. “She wouldn’t let me see Jasper.”
I blinked. My chest tightened up. That old ache, the one that always showed up when someone mentioned Selene, crept in again. Still, I kept my tone steady.
“That’s her ch
