Azriel stood by Lora’s side, his hand resting possessively on her lower back as he scanned the room with a vigilant gaze. His expression was one of controlled annoyance. Markus had just relayed to Lora the presence of Alex Blackwood and the Black Forest Pack, a revelation that had evidently irked Azriel.
Markus, noting Azriel’s displeasure, had attempted to justify his decision. “I invited the leadership of all the packs within the kingdom, as well as a few important covens,” Markus explained. “It wouldn’t have been right to exclude the Black Forest Pack, even though I know the history. It was a matter of respect for the alliances and traditions.”
Azriel’s jaw clenched, his eyes narrowing slightly. “You should have known how I’d feel about them being here, how Lora feels.”
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