_Kaelen’s POV_
The hall had not recovered.
People were still in their seats, mostly, but the wedding had stopped being a wedding the moment Alaric walked in. Now it was something else, a gathering of wolves watching a situation resolve itself in real time, some of them trying to look like they weren’t watching, most of them failing.
Rowena was gone.
The doors had closed behind her and the room had stayed quiet for a full ten seconds afterward, which in a hall full of pack members was a very long time.
I was still standing at the arch.
The dissolution document was on the table beside me, Alaric’s assistant had placed it there after Rowena signed, quietly, the way you set something down that you know is going to be looked at. The King’s signature on the bottom caught the
