|| Lilac’s POV ||

The grand hall was alive with music and laughter, the air thick with the scent of flowers and the clinking of glasses. The announcement of Alexander and Madeline’s mate bond had electrified the room, and now they stood at the center of the dance floor, their eyes locked as they moved gracefully to the rhythm of the music. The chandelier above cast a soft, golden glow over them, their silhouettes shimmering like something out of a dream. I watched them with a ...