Lyra’s POV

The council chambers was filled with Alphas and their Lunas. Everyone looked perfect, powerful couples standing united.

Rylan’s hand suddenly wrapped around my waist, pulling me close. I stiffened at his touch, my breath caught in my throat.

“Smile,” he whispered in my ear, his voice cold. “And make it bright.” Then he smiled.

I opened my mouth to refuse, but he was already dragging me forward, towards a group of Alphas.

“Rylan! Good to see you!” One Alpha ...