Chapter 25: Secrets
(Alexander's POV)
The buzz of conversation filled the great hall like the steady hum of tension before a storm. The ceremony was in full swing, the air charged with expectation and unease. My gaze stayed locked on Aspen as she moved through the crowd, carefully shepherded by her mother and brothers as though she might break under the wrong stare.
She wore her Omega mask well. Her every movement spoke of fragility, her every glance downcast. But Logan—my wolf—growled low in the back of my mind. My instincts told me otherwise. Something about her wasn’t right.
“She’s drawing quite a crowd, isn’t she?” Oliver leaned slightly toward me, his grin all teeth, his eyes tracking Aspen with an almost boyish curiosity. “The lost Wintercrest daughter turned Omega mystery ac
