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The moment Liam and Matilda entered their chambers after the Luna ceremony, Liam's jaw clenched in irritation. The evening had been meant to solidify their leadership before the pack, to inspire confidence in the future under their rule. Instead, Matilda had turned it into a spectacle of vanity and arrogance.

Matilda, still in her extravagant gown, lounged on the velvet chaise, her lips pursed in a pout. She turned to face Liam, eyes filled with indignation.

"I can't believe you did that to me!" Matilda whined, her voice sharp and petulant. "In front of everyone! You snatched the mic away like I was some fool who didn't know how to speak. You embarrassed me, Liam!" She stomped her foot, her face flushed with indignant rage.

Liam exhaled slowly, his patience hanging by a thread. He turned to face her fully, his jaw tight, eyes dark with frustration. "You embarrassed yourself, Matilda," he said, voice low and firm. "Do you even hear yourself? Calling our people ‘servants’? Laughing at t
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