Third Person's POV
Adelaide felt her moon mark flare with silver-blue sparks. Her cedar pheromones, icy and sharp, targeted Crispin. "Nothing! If you truly cared, why not visit her yourself?"
Her pupils slit like ice under candlelight, her Alpha aura from the Shadowfang Pack causing the crystal chandelier to tremble and shed dust.
Crispin's wolf ears trembled in fear as he glanced at Germain for help—only to see his father's indifferent, bristling gray fur and his dragon musk pheromones laced with suppressed decay.
"I... couldn't get away from the academy," Crispin stammered, embarrassed.
"Is that so?" Adelaide's claws dug unconsciously into the armrest. "Was the entire Blue Abyss Pack too busy to send more than two omegas to care for her?"
Her aura made Liz's hot cocoa bubble. "With
