The air in the conference room crackled with tension, thick and suffocating.My father, the King, sat at the head of the table, his face a mask of barely contained fury. Alpha Abel, his eyes burning with a rage, leaned forward, his hands clenched into fists on the polished wood. The young woman beside him, her face pale, shifted uncomfortably under the weight of the collective gaze, while the man stayed unfazed.Alessandro, Zane, and Natali sat beside me, their aura was not very friendly.“Clyde,” the King began, his voice low and dangerous, a growl rumbling in his throat. “Where is Joanna? She was supposed to be at Woodland, preparing for the mating ceremony with the Alpha.”His words were like a physical blow, a reminder of what I had lost, of the future that had been snatched away from me. I met the Alpha’s gaze, my own anger flaring, a desperate need to deflect the pain that threatened to consume me.“Joanna is not here because she chose not to be,” I replied, betraying none of th
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