CASSANDRA
My voice caught in my throat as the Alpha King glared down at me. His grip remained tight around my wrist and the intensity of his gaze was almost enough to make me collapse. He was finally here.
For a moment, I nearly forgot myself. I was so relieved to see him that the rest of the audience in the corridor didn’t even matter. But that feeling was fleeting when I heard a chorus of whispers.
Adalyn. The imposter.
I was on a mission.
I was about to protest Asher’s statement, but before the words could leave my lips, the Alpha King released my arm and stepped forward. His tall frame obstructed me completely and shielded me from view.
“Release her at once,” he practically growled at the man, and I shivered at his powerful tone.
“Asher,” Adalyn whimpered beyond us. I stepped ou
