Third Person's POV
Adelaide fell silent for a moment. Cedar pheromones slowly coalesced around her into a layer of ice-like coldness.
Her vertical pupils flickered faintly beneath her irises.
A suppressed lupine growl rumbled in her throat as she spoke, "Beata, show our guests out."
Luna Skye's fury erupted instantly. The Silverlight Pack's signature lilac pheromones, laced with anxious sulfur, assailed the air. Her pupils shrank to fine lines.
"Adelaide, I'm not done talking! How dare you rush to usher me out? I'm your aunt!"
In her rage, her wolf claws partially emerged, and with an Alpha's aura, she slammed her palm—clenched around a coffee cup—down onto the floor.
The sound of shattering bone china echoed through the room. Her chest heaved, and the wolf hairs at the back of her
