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“Excuse me, Alpha,” I said, hoping to the goddess that he freely moves and doesn’t make this scene worse than it is.

Elelira is clinging to my shirt, her eyes closed tightly, and her small body is shaking like a leaf in my arms.

Lachlan’s eyes focused on my hands gripping her, and I could see the conflict of wanting to tell me to get my hands off his wife again on his face, but to my relief, he stepped to the side, giving me room to pass without saying a word.

Elelira’s hold on me remained tight as I walked with her out of the hall. My men followed me out, sensing as much as me that their Luna needed them.

Once outside the large, heavy wooden doors, as we began to go back to her room, I heard a fierce growl I am all too familiar with echo out behind us, and the crashing of what I assume was a table he just flipped.

“EVERYBODY OUT!” he roars, and I’m sure Killian is pushing his way out.

Elelira startles and jerks, whimpering softly as she clings to me more.