“ENOUGH!”

Alpha Magnus’s voice cut through the hall. Every conversation died instantly. The man strode through the crowd like he owned the world, and technically, in this pack house, he did.

“What is this nonsense?” Magnus barked, his eyes moving between Benjamin and me. “Two honored guests fighting over a servant?”

Benjamin stepped forward, chin raised. “Alpha Magnus, I request permission to court this woman. I felt—”

“Court her?” Magnus laughed, harsh and mocking. ...