CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Ruth's POV

I took a sip of water, my eyes fixed on Michael's determined face. The tension in the room was high, and I could feel the pack's fear and respect for their king and princess. I was shocked by Sandra's outburst, but deep down, I knew she was defending me.

As we finished dinner, Michael announced, "We have a meeting with the council tomorrow. We'll discuss the recent attacks on our borders." His eyes locked onto mine, and I nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation.

As we left the dining room, I felt a sense of unease. The pack members' glares and whispers followed us, and I knew I was the reason for their discontent. Michael's grip on my hand tightened, as if sensing my anxiety.

In his room, he drew me close, his eyes burning with intensity. "Ruth, I want you to know that I'll always protect you, no matter what. You're my queen, and I won't let anyone harm you."

I smiled, feeling a surge of love for him. "I know, Michael. I trust you."

But as we settled into bed, I