Chapter 127

Third Person's POV

The butler swallowed the reprimand that had almost slipped from his lips, slapping himself silently for overstepping. Focus, or the sharp teeth of pack politics will bite you.

At last, Valerius led Cerys slowly through the grand hall. Her eyes, wide and gleaming with a quiet ferocity, betrayed the poised composure of a silent flower, yet every fiber of her being shimmered with