As Levana, Lucien, and Zarek approached they each wore starkly different expressions. Zarek’s face was stoic, a blank mask. Not helpful. Levana looked cautiously curious, but then of course she would be if they were going to discuss an important mission involving rogue werewolf attacks. Lucien, however, looked furious. This gave Celeste hope.
“Will,” Zarek called when they were close, “I’m gathering the warriors I’ve selected to investigate the recent rogue attacks at the upcoming equinox ball for a brief meeting. Since you’re my gamma you can attend if you like, but it’s not mandatory.” If Celeste hadn’t been closing her eyes and holding her breath, she would’ve noticed the king angling himself towards her. “You, however,” he addressed his soon to be ex-fiancée, “must come with us.”
Cel
