Alaric’s POV
There was a television hanging along one wall of the meeting. While it had been off while the elders met and while I spoke, we turned it on now. John found the correct channel and immediately, Melinda Bedford’s face filled the screen.
She’d dyed her hair again, black now instead of red, and wore clothes more fitting of her. Other than that, she looked the same as the last time I’d seen her, when she attempted to seduce me in that hotel lobby, pretending to be Cara.
“What concerns me more than the kidnapping, which has been thankfully resolved and those responsible apprehended, is our Alpha King’s dedication to a woman and her children that do not hail from DuskWood pack,” Melinda said.
“You can’t be inferring that Lilia was correct in any way, in her actions,” asked one o
