CHAPTER 69: THE AUDIENCE

THE guards opened the gate and Phoenix stepped into the Alpha's lounge majestically. Her dress was perfection itself. A deep crimson silk tailored to her frame, the neckline daring enough to remind anyone watching that she had once been the Alpha’s inevitable future.

Her hair was pinned elegantly, loose curls framing her face just enough to soften the sharp resolve in her eyes.

She walked with her chin lifted, shoulders straight, her expression calm and ...