SERAPHINA’S POV

Artemis offers his hand to me in front of everyone, and I take it. We're guided towards the other end of the table where the Alpha King himself sits.

However, there's just one chair for the two of us.

I scan for a free one, intending to drag it over, but before I can, Artemis sits down and pulls me onto his lap, ass first, under the leering gaze of a dozen pairs of eyes.

I tense up, trying to get off, but he firmly holds me in place, making it clear I'm not going anywhere. ...